A trip to the far-off Fiji Islands
across the Pacific Sea
is out of reach - out of the question
for this writer's time is for Poetry.
Never to see those mighty mountains
and the Fiji woodland trees,
nor the University City of Suva
with its calm and gentle breeze.
But in autumn he may travel southward
to sands which are golden and
pebbles that shine, on little England's
nearby shore, where no volcanoes
blow the mind.
Joyce Hemsley
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fiji-islands-2/
