My hair is not blonde
It's not long
Or straight.
My eyes are not blue,
Green,
Hazel
Or anything in between.
I am not extremely tall
Nor thin.
I am not up on the latest fashions
And I don't know Prada from Escada.
I don't have any kids
Laughing hysterically
As they race around the cabin
Periodically stopping to vomit.
But as the wind blows my curly brown hair straight
And I look across the horizon with my brown eyes
I wonder
Who could ask for anything better
Than to sail around the Caribbean
With a few friends
Melting our troubles away
Into salty sunset skies.
Makes me wanna go on another cruise! I'M READY ANYTIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Love this one--
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :)
You sound pretty cool to me.....I really enjoyed the read Sara...Have a great time...And yeah....what could be better! Hmmmm maybe a snickers bar. lol
Ty, Dani
love Tinka
Glad to hear you are on your way, though I am just a little apprehensive, that penultimate line did bother me somewhat, “Melting your troubles away” the mind boggles at the possibilities.
No doubt, we will just have to wait with bated breath on the next episode.
Hope you stay well away from the Bermuda triangle.
Big Smiles.
Mor
ENJOY!!!
*Linda*