Jul 25, 2010


 Summertime and my soul longs for the sea
the salty air and the sound of waves pounding rock
I cannot escape the Atlantic in my blood
It beckons me back and I always return
With mixed emotions I return to my island home
So much has happened yet so much stays the same
I relax into the familiar sounds and sights 
Each time I leave I take a little bit more of myself with me
Afraid to leave too much behind.

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