Beautiful water,
blue on blue,
gentle waves licking
white sand.
Bright sun rays
warming brown shoulders
while pools like bathwater
cradle and cool.
New friends, old flip flops,
drinks and music and looking at stars.
We never want to leave,
but...
the smell of home when we
walk through the door.
Sinking into the softest couch
and relaxing into
comfortable routines.
Sweet dogs cuddling close,
giving love and gentle kisses,
curious about the smell
we've brought with us.
Old friends, new tans,
naps and reading and kicking around.
We're finally home.
It is good.
- ljh 7/15/16
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Lovely. I think we can all identify with that feeling. It’s good to go away and good to come home. Well done 🙂
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Thanks, Joey. Funny that it feels like this every time…and now our kids are old enough to appreciate it, too, so instead of all doom & gloom b/c it’s the last day of vacation they can say “but at least we’re going home.” 🙂
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