It occurred to me
that I am happiest
when by the sea.
Deep water so clear,
a great way to relax
and enjoy a beer.
Sun or rain,
it doesn't matter
I can relax my brain.
Surf and sand,
I want to move
but I need a grand.
Island living is out of reach,
but I can wish
that someday I will live on a beach!
5 comments:
Sr. Dennis and Sr. Sheila Marie would be proud.
Trying AGAIN because Blogger apparently didn't like my comment ...
Laughing at CD's response (somehow I think the good sisters might frown on the beer though.) And, since it's almost diary like in its quality, I think the poem might appeal more to Sr. Blanche.
LOVE IT! Now we just have to hit Powerball so one of us can have a beach house somewhere, anywhere. Can you even imagine THAT party?!
CD and NV - Sr. Sheila Marie would make me write it all over again claiming that she knows I could do better...and that would cause me to drink more beer!
It just dawned on me that Vincent and Marie would be proud of the drinking while shooting a self-portrait as an art project. Man I need to go back to school!
....tropical drink melting in your hand....I can only live vicariously through you.
I need a good old fashioned spring break...so you got a gun and a badge...it is amazing what a little Long Island Tea can do for a girl's attitude.
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