My Paradise

Two Words

My Paradise

A poem by Isabella Southwick 

In my paradise fish swim, 

i swim.

The trees sway in my tropical get away.

The water glistens and 

listens to the beautiful birds.

The clear water is like a canvas and 

the light gives it color.

I see the sky of my paradise

and it makes me wanna fly.

The colors make me indulge in relaxation,

and it makes my paradise a sensation.

 It's private in my get away

so i never wanna run away.

The only invitation i give to come are my two dogs

because i love and the just sleep like logs.

Those are what those two words mean to me,

my paradise.