This week’s prompt: Away
Once a year
Post Christmas
We pack the car
Head to the coast.
It’s our getaway
Our time to refresh ourselves
Let go of the daily grind
The get away.
A few weeks of rejuvenation
Where we renew our souls and spirits
To take on the year ahead.
Amongst old friends
We sit under shady trees
Sip cold cans of beer
And chew the fat till late.
The hassles of our jobs forgotten
We raise our glasses
And toast the New Year.
The yearly ritual now done and dusted
We bid farewell to holiday friends
The car now laden with beachside tales.
We journey back into the heat
Open our windows and pray for a breeze.
As the New Year begins we ponder our break
It’s always good to be going away.
Written for: http://maraeastern.com/2015/06/08/poetry-101-rehab-away/
Morpethroad 
I loved every word of this!
Ah you are lovely Dell. The Christmas holiday was a big part of my growing up. Then years later a play called “away” appeared and dealt with all the issues I describe. Have a good day.
I thoroughly enjoyed the read. Best regards to you.
It’s a lovely poem, seemingly simple but also very meaningful. Great job, thank you for joining in the rehab!