“Open the door please, I want in!” Gun Roswell
A weekend getaway for two
Stopped by a sign at the door
Closed for summer, go away!
“Open the door please, I want in!” Gun Roswell
A weekend getaway for two
Stopped by a sign at the door
Closed for summer, go away!
“On the water, I am floating, until I sink?” Gun Roswell
On the water floating slowly
Bubbly, a little of salt for taste
Drink it if you’re thirsty
“Nature reflecting my state of mind, just please, be kind!” Gun Roswell
Blue, the colour of nature
Frozen in a moment, the eternal torment
What’s happening in my mind
“Living on the hill” Gun Roswell
Living on the highest floor
Of the building on the hill side
Looking over all, never falling
“Midday sun high up in the sky above us” Gun Roswell
Sun burning with full force
Searching for cooling shade, without any delay
Lucky me, nearby restaurant located
“If it’s good weather, eat outside (in snow)“ Gun Roswell
A table set for dinner
Great food and delicious drinks in abundance
Eating outside a must tonight

“Riding a bike, down, down, down, the steep hill” Gun Roswell
Bike ride gone oh so very wrong
Trying too hard to impress
Stunts on a bike, without much thought
Now, leg and bike broken
No time to digress
The metal and the asphalt have spoken
Life as we know it
At least the ride of the day right now
Forgotten
Hopping along
Trying to stay strong
Something so wrong
Cannot help but laugh
It’s a really bad joke
On the rider’s expense told
But being bold
Totally so, without hesitation
One leg a hopping
Without shame back home
As it could have been worse
Ending up, in a hearse