While in a meeting at work, i curled my toes,
as i felt the cold sandy water
on my feet....
the vision of my son at the beach
the vision of my son at the beach
and his hands twined in mine,
his yowl of laughter
at the tides splashing him and i,
made me feel good in my heart,
We need vacations that linger with us,
We need people that stay with us,
We need flavors that jog our lanes,
We need fragrances that revive us,
We need recollections that crowd us,
We need love that bleeds us,
We need the imagination to make faces out of clouds,
i try to teach T how to,
I dont miss the vacation,
because it left me with more....
a vision in the sheerness....
On my PL.....Jab jab
