Lucky

She sits on her suitcase for one last time in a little while.  Tugging at the zip its clear that not everything will fit.  She lingers on the balcony one last time, as the sun shines with mirror image to the day she arrived.

She savours the sunshine warming her cheek, remembering how it felt.  Taking one last look and closing the door, she relives the moment of entering before.  In wonderment of this luxurious place, which was hers to call home for a short term space. Connie and Irv help her pack everything into the car and they drive away from the waters side.  She gazes into the foreign area with one storey houses with barbed wire at their sides and rusting cars jauntily parked on the grass verge. 

The sunshine cuts out and the clouds grey in an instant as the rains begins to shower and then pour.  Rain like she had never seen before in Sunny Isles, where she would swim through the showers as she swam on her back.

Aeroplanes sketched out in the sky's shadows
its time for her to go back home.