Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
Thursday, August 1, 2019
The Ocean
We moved from Newport News Va. in 1991, leaving
the ocean behind. (I know Newport
News is an hour from the ocean, but close enough). We moved to the land-locked state of Missouri,
where our family is from. It was good
being closer to family. However part of
me never left Va. About 30 yars later
The family went to Destin Fla. for a vacation.
when we crossed the water to Destin Island it did not sink in yet. But when I stood on the deck of where we
stayed, and looked out over the beach and the waves. I almost cried. Even though it was the Gulf of Mexico and not
the Atlantic Ocean. Just smelling the
salt in the air, Hearing the waves wash upon the shore, was enough to bring
tears to my eyes and a since of being back home. Don't get me wrong, I love Missouri, I love
the farm, I love the friends and family I have here. But part of me will always be with the ocean
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