Golden locks upon my floor.
Ice cream prints
on the sliding glass door.
Salt water kisses
is something I wishes,
to bring you back just
for one more.
Bee-sting hand and
scraped up knee
Sweet young smiles
that set me free.
Battle wounds from
the oceans door,
wondering now
how you could take much more.
Young at heart this I see,
can one of you come
Ice cream prints
on the sliding glass door.
Salt water kisses
is something I wishes,
to bring you back just
for one more.
Bee-sting hand and
scraped up knee
Sweet young smiles
that set me free.
Battle wounds from
the oceans door,
wondering now
how you could take much more.
Young at heart this I see,
can one of you come
and call on me?
Your shadows gone
floats over sea,
and all your memories
remain with me.
Your shadows gone
floats over sea,
and all your memories
remain with me.
My Sardinian Life 
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So sweet! It illustrates the beauty and preciousness of childhood and makes me want to hold my kids longer, before they loose that innocence and grow up!
and in less then 48hrs they will be here again! I can’t wait!
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Your very welcome! Hope you have a very nice day 🙂
“salt water kisses is something I wishes…”
Nice!
Awesome work. Your blog makes for a nice escape.
Thank you! It’s good to know that I’m good for something. 😉
Stunning…
Thank you! It’s for my three little neices, they made the visit here last summer and these are my feelings the day they departed.
I was wondering who this could be for/what could trigger thoughts and words like these! This poem is too emotionally loaded to not be the product of a personal experience. Thank you for explaining. Your nieces are lucky girls (: