The sun plants a kiss on my upturned face as I open myself to the welcome heat on an otherwise blustery day. I turn into the wind and feel it curl around my heart and breathe away the winter cobwebs in my soul . I stretch my bones and inhale deeply of the air of a hundred countries and a thousand years. I smile as the frangrance of old memories in the breeze, brings back the roar of thunder waves and ocean shores and walking beside you in the sand. Listen! The shells still whisper summer dreams as time falls away and you and I are together once more, laughing in the sun.
Wednesday, February 02, 2011
Winter Writings: Day 43
The sun plants a kiss on my upturned face as I open myself to the welcome heat on an otherwise blustery day. I turn into the wind and feel it curl around my heart and breathe away the winter cobwebs in my soul . I stretch my bones and inhale deeply of the air of a hundred countries and a thousand years. I smile as the frangrance of old memories in the breeze, brings back the roar of thunder waves and ocean shores and walking beside you in the sand. Listen! The shells still whisper summer dreams as time falls away and you and I are together once more, laughing in the sun.
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Your writing touches my heart Jan.
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