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!
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