Those Wonderful Waves

The waves washing up on the shore sound like heavy rain, and with the veranda doors open, it feels damp.  But the doors will stay open for awhile so we can continue to hear the waves crashing against the earth, hear them roll up and then away.  I want to be able to dream this sound when I go home.  Soothing.

The sun was just right today as I lay sleeping on the lounge chair by the pool.  We had walked up the white, soft sand toward the pier, and now we were back, having taken a dip in the pool, and, tired, lying on the chair, the sun on our backs, our eyes closed, sleep just engulfs us.

I think I could retire.

 

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4 thoughts on “Those Wonderful Waves

  1. You must get those retirement thoughts out of you head. I need people like you to work till drop so I can enjoy my retirement with the taxes you pay!!!

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