Blue Jeans and Bare Feet
Five days of blue jeans.
Five days of bare feet.
My mini-vacation
is surely a treat.
It's sunny and warm
and summer is near.
The chair on the deck
is calling "Come here !"
All thoughts of my job
are pushed out of my mind.
If this isn't heaven
it's the closest I'll find.
With coffee and book,
jeans and bare feet,
onto the deck
the morning to greet.
Toenails are painted,
twinkling in the sun.
Rest and relaxation,
my idea of fun.
~~~~by Francine Roberts~~~~
06/06/2011
for nette onclaud's "It's in the Jeans" contest
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