comeback

lightly stepping over the sleepyheads,
i make my way through the kitchen.
i cook for everyone before they rise,
and then stroll along to the beach
to have a nice long cold water bath.
i hear some loud yelling, they're telling me to come back before everthings finished.
smiling at everyone i take my plate and enjoy a late lunch,
soaking wet and with my hair covering my eyes.
last night was a night to remember, and though it wont come back,
i know we will.