It’s funny, when I have enough money,
I don’t feel the need to go out,
But when I am broke or just about,
I want to go to the beach to enjoy the weather sunny…
Missing my beach seems to grow within,
I relish the feel of the sand between my toes,
I look forward to walking in the ocean,
Its almost just about sexual, oh yes what a sin…
I like to see all the girls & guys playing,
Football & Frisbee tossed about instead of on the sand laying,
So stress free am I on my beach,
For the most part it is not financially out of my reach…J
so serene is the scene
~Ed~
I join you in your love
of rushing incoming waves
but outgoing peacefulness
Lady Vivian
Newfie Hugs, Rose
Its almost just about sexual
Dear old Ma is Delighted! And she says to take a big bar of soap with you!!
Regis