SEASIDE OF ME

I wasn’t born on a balmy day,
but summer is in my soul.
On snowy days I dream of ways
to get out of the cold.

I fly away in my mind
to palm trees and warm sand.
I close my eyes, drink it in
and stay as long as I can.

I cherish the salt,
the wind and sun
and the sailing ships so free.
As long as I live, I’ll always feel
connected to the sea.

Janet Brice Parker