Sunday, July 16, 2017

Vacation


Vacation

A time to take a break
from the weight
of everything
that is dragging you down.
A chance to see things
you've never seen.
An opportunity
to go somewhere new;
to get out of town.

Leave your footprints behind
as your calling card
in the soft, wet sand
of the beach.
Within a day,
they'll wash away,
and you'll be gone,
once again out of reach.

Yes, for a while, 
it is fun to forget your frustrations
while you frolic 
in the ebb and flow of sea foam,
but the best thing ever about vacation, 
has always been 
remembering how nice it is 
to return home.

22 comments:

  1. There is so much truth in this poem. We wait all year fro vacation anticipating...and after a week or ten days, we yearn for our own bed. Although, I think I could live at the beach. Too bad my family lives elsewhere. Could never leave my great grand babies.

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  2. Connie, your lovely poem makes me realize how much I need a vacation! Just love it

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  3. Such a delightful read indeed about going away and returning home, warm greetings to you!

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  4. Very nice! I like to explore on vacation but I have trouble relaxing.

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  5. Your poem describes it perfectly. I have always felt like the waves washing over my feet were washing away all the tension. The vastness of the ocean makes temporary worries seem small.

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  6. I hope this poem describes what you will be doing soon, Connie. Vacation time is good for everyone, even bloggers!

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  7. sums it up perfectly and now I yearn for the beach. I wish to leave some footprints that disappear. Darn you! We are heading into a 100s every day week in TX. Ugh. Pool is 90 and I am whining. So first world problem. Oh well. Your poem is summer perfect!!!!

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  8. My vacation is over now I am ready for another.

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  9. Love your pic of the beach. As I grow older the best time to visit the ocean is in the fall. No people, no heat, and I can walk the beach to my hearts content. Love your poem and it is always good to get home. Hugs, LJ

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  10. Love it! I love the beach, and would enjoy being there any time of the year, but you're right. It's always a relief to return to the haven of home.

    Have a super weekend!

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  11. love your poem - we just got back from a week in Washington - so this really spoke to me.

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  12. Yes, "the weight" - nicely worded and so relate-able, Connie. I love the sight of my home when I return from a getaway. But then I too quickly want to get away again.
    Smiles.
    Have a great weekend.

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  13. A lovely poem, Connie. I hope you are having a wonderful time.

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    1. Thank you, Cary. It was a fun trip! Nice to see you here.

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  14. I seen you at Nikkis blog....Yes vacation is put to words so pretty here. I hope you have a good one

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  15. Love the beach! I hope you had a wonderful time!

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  16. This is an awesome poem. So relaxing. I love it.

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  17. You expressed yourself very well. A well written piece.

    Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

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  18. Beach vacations are the best, and they always seem to go by so quickly! A wonderful poem that reminds me of how fleeting summer is, and it's always nice to return home to your own bed sans sandy sheets!

    Julie

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  19. Love the picture, especially liked your words.

    All the best Jan

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  20. Thank you all for your comments. I did have a nice vacation. The beach seems like an almost universal place people enjoy for a vacation. Welcome to those who are new here! Thank you for visiting my blog.

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