Going to the shore,
Takin’ Ruffie, not a bore,
On the way stop at a store,
For breakfast & more…
Sea Isle my home,
Wish I could even a condo own,
Rufuz on the beach can find a bone,
Chase he will even a stone…
So off to the beach together to play,
He walks in the ocean & it cleans him well,
Sitting on the beach we will, listening to the buoy bell…
© ed ~ 10/15/08
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :)
Fee
Georg
Newfie hugs, Rose
Love,
Rene
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
I love the ocean atmosphere also - the wind, the waves, the salty spray, the smell, the visions - BEAUTIFUL BABES W/ BIG BOOBS - AAAAAAAAH - that's the life!
It helps to clear the 'cobwebs' from cluttered minds TOO!
Peace, BRO - PIECE !!! TK.
PS And while you're out and about, why not do a little Christmas shopping for yer brothers, too??!!