THE 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’m part of the salt and the wind
And the sun and the sailing ships
So free In this life I’ll always feel
Connected to the sea

Janet Brice
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