If a dream of clear azure sea,
And sands as white as can be,
Of tropical utopia, pure and free,
Then in the Maldives you must be!
Grab your flippers, don your gear,
Listen closely, lend your ear.
Eight days of delight, I’ve got planned here,
In this island nation, there’s naught to fear.
Days one, two, and three, oh what a spree!
Arriving in Male, a sight to see.
Markets bustling, mosques stately,
From the airport to the sea.
Speedboat or seaplane, take your pick,
To the resort islands, arrive real quick.
Villas over water, or a beachfront stick,
Days in the sun, it’s just the trick!
Days four, five, and six, we set sail,
Island hopping on the trail.
To Maafushi or Guraidhoo, without fail,
Meeting locals, on a scale.
Diving deep, an underwater treat,
Colorful corals and fish so neat.
Turtles and mantas, oh so fleet,
An underwater paradise, truly elite.
Seven and eight, to conclude the date,
Private islands with resorts first-rate.
Dining under stars, oh isn’t it great,
A jet-ski ride, or a cruise to celebrate.
And as the sun sets on day eight,
Walk the beach, it’s never too late.
Savor each moment, no need to wait,
Farewell Maldives, you’ve been first-rate.
Now it’s the end, of our itinerary trend,
But don’t be sad, my traveling friend.
With sun-kissed skin and souls to mend,
The Maldives’ call, it will never end.
So pack your suit, and your sense of fun,
For a Maldivian adventure under the sun.
Into the turquoise water, we’ll all run,
Oh, the memories made, they’ll never be undone!
