This picture was taken after a long day’s drive to Florida last year. We arrived just in time to watch the sunset from the beach. My mind often wanders to that night, when I watched two of our grandkids run barefoot through the cool, white sand, their smiling faces bathed in pink light. They squealed with delight, free at last, from the car where they’d been cooped up for far too long.
We have another trip planned to Florida in July, this time with all FOUR grandkids and I hope we’ll still be able to go.
When we arrive, I think I, too, may run through the sand barefoot, squealing with delight, free at last, from being cooped up for far too long.
NOTE: Today is also National Haiku Poetry Day. In honor of this day, I added two more lines–14 syllables–to create a tanka. If you’ve had difficulty limiting yourself to 17 syllables, give tanka a try!
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Click HERE to read the post that kicked off a month of writing haiku, in celebration of National Poetry Month.
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