On a beach vacation when you wake up ever so slowly; stretching…one leg out from under the covers; partial back peaking out…a slight breeze from the ceiling fan mingled with a soft cozy touch of a blanket…just warm enough to give care but not so much as to break a sweat…those days…the ones when time stops…
When the window shade opens mysteriously by a shadowed figure in the corner…that you later recognize as one of your children…frazzled hair…bad breath…maybe some sand brushing your feet…those days…the kind that compel smiles…
A good long stretch…a yawn…a screech…“Morning” creeps out; under toned by more yawning…
Coffee on the deck…donuts covered in powder and oozing with cream…
Calm water…endless horizons…sea gulls calling
Those days…
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those days I long for and wish would never ever end...let's move to the BEACH!!!!
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