Summertime Bliss

Summer time bliss is here again, I can not wait for the fun to begin. Sweet heat and salt water walking For now, no more winter stockings. The smell of confederate jasmine is flowing without care and the children are playing as laughter fills the air. Sandcastles and buckets with shovels lie scattered everywhere, beach towels and blankets hold their treasures to share. A day at the beach is all I will ever need, It takes away winter's deed. My flip- flops and glasses now in hand, I can't wait to have sand on my toes again.