As the waves roar in your ears,
As the foam kisses your feet,
As your toes wriggle into the sea-soaked sand,
As your nostrils quiver at the smell of brine
And as the salty breeze caresses your cheeks,
Look beyond the horizon
And see the wide expanse of a world
That does not pinch and pierce your imagination
And wrinkle your life into waning lines!
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I do like this one! Got a chance to relax in Tom and Erin’s above ground pool while Paul was helping Tom fix his front steps. I was on a float and just lay there looking up at the clouds and the tree tops! It was wonderful even though there were no waves to roar in my ears! Liz
There was a photo of Joseph Paul like that. He is in Australia.