Seaport and Sunshine

Spent Father’s Day on my uncle’s boat with my dad, two uncles, and cousin.  It was nice just sitting in the sunshine and taking in the salty fresh air with slow deep breaths. The poem says the rest.

By the Sea

I have secret dreams

of living by the sea

of opening a shop

filled with things which make me me

If I could just feel that breeze

and smell that air

my eternal sunshine

could spill over

sparkling

like the water

everywhere

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