Vacation
The bluest blue
The whitest white
An ocean view that gives delight
The raging winds
The crashing waves
Yet only a true sailor braves
The shining sun
The sky of blue
Your skin turns a red hue
The sandy beach
The palm trees bend
A vacation that will never end.
Copyright © Janet Eaton | Year Posted 2015
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