Anne’s Vacation
A new poem for Anne on her vacation. By the sand I sit, By the sand I write The ocean sounds to my ears delight As I sit on the beach and wiggle my toes Beaches and sand give my heart joy I bask in the glorious bright sunlight When I lay down my head for a restful night The sound of the surf makes me feel safe and secure As I dream of my mountains far to the west Those of my adopted Evergreen state.