Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Homesick

I hopped a bus, this city frog,

And headed for the countryside,

Curious in my travelogue

If I would feel more gratified

Living the lily pad pond life,

Where the travel agent told me

Would be without the stress and strife

That city life does tend to be.

I checked into a pond with pad,

And wiggled my toes in the loam.

It was boring and I was glad

When it came time to head back home.

Back to my city life I went,

Missing the feel of hot cement.