VACATION… a silly poem


Catch me when I’m painted blue

A slow, slow sight to see.

Turquois, green and yellow too

Upon a sandy beach.

Seagulls flitting through the air

And on the shoreline, terns.

Sweat is dripping from my hair

Old Sol, the sun still burns.

Fishermen casting lines

Hoping for some fish.

Wanting eyes, flying high

Waiting for the dish.

Daddy’s helping babies

Building castles made of sand.

Grandma pours another drink

To place in Grandpas hand.

Oh, to be upon a scene

As beautiful as this.

Vacation, she has come and gone

Now time to reminisce.

Author: What Words May Come

Hopeless romantic; joker; father and grandfather; husband; sportsman; part-time writer;

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