Everywoman thinks
As she watches the ocean:
This is harmony.
Blue sky above me
Warm sun on my back and thighs:
Dreaming of summer.
My heels sink in sand
Such a delicious feeling –
Nature heals all wounds.
Monday, November 30, 2009
On Vacation
Everywoman thinks
As she watches the ocean:
This is harmony.
Blue sky above me
Warm sun on my back and thighs:
Dreaming of summer.
My heels sink in sand
Such a delicious feeling –
Nature heals all wounds.
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