INSPIRED BY THE OLD TRAVELLER'S REST!

Interim "Traveller's Restaurant" (post old "Traveller's Rest")

I STAY

by Fay Knowles

(Written in a “moment of passion” on our way home

from the old "Traveller’s Rest" a few years ago!)

Sometimes I yearn for other shores

Where book stores and libraries abound

And everything is clean and tidy.

I see the litter beneath our rustling palms

And hear about another shooting…..drugs.

Then we stop to eat at Traveller’s Rest

On the western shores of Nassau city.

Waitress Iris hugs us.

A Bahamian gal greets her brothers.

Kisses them……family love.

We walk to our car on the edge of the sea -

The sea shimmering in natural night light.

The sky still red. And I want to stay.

Picture my house on top of a hill

In Long Island, Southern Bahamas.

No crime. No litter. Just peace.

Tranquillity, white beaches, blue water

Writing on my laptop

From my balcony with an ocean view.

I do not leave. I stay………..

Footnote: 2015 Tribune article about Traveller's Rest now back in the family