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Sparkling Sands

Day 1 Don’t forget the coffee grinder Hon! Freshly ground coffee greets morning sun! I need to bring more than one bag Mom. Matching outfits are the total bomb! Day 2 Oh! I can’t find my headphones Mommy! Did you pack them in your case Tommy? I set my purple case by the door. It’s still sitting there I’m almost sure. Day 3 This place is lame. There’s nothing to do. Sand is everywhere and all over you! Mom! There’s a bug crawling on the floor! Please, please, please, throw it outside the door! Day 4 Oh Mother, I’m so bored with the beach. The shopping mall is not far from reach. Please Mom, will you cook a hamburger? Nothing here but fresh fish to order. Day 5 Mother’s vacation a total workout. Exhausted, she wanted to shout. Mother sat with her head in her hands. Tell her again about sparkling sands!

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Bill Baker

Date: 9/27/2023 8:25:00 AM

Sometimes what we get, isn't what we wanted. We end up asking, "Is it worth it? If we had thought about it before we left, we probably wouldn't have gone. Real life poetry, by Linda Fowler! Thanks for sharing, my friend. Bill

Linda Alice Fowler
Date: 9/28/2023 6:04:00 AM

Hey neighbor. Yes, too much work takes the fun out of it, IMHO. Moms are saints...taking care of everything for everyone. LOL Thanks for stopping by! :)

Jerry Brotherton

Date: 9/27/2023 5:52:00 AM

I've experienced many of these vacations. Why does it always take two or three weeks to recover from a vacation.

Linda Alice Fowler
Date: 9/28/2023 6:02:00 AM

Yes Jerry. It certainly seems so, especially the older I grow. LOL Thanks for stopping! :)