Awakening
I felt the cold wind
And heard the rustle of fall leaves
Through my open window

Reminiscing
About the smell and taste of salt in the air
And the sound of gently crashing waves
On a white sandy beach

Anticipating
The next time I can feel the warmth
And swim away into
Caribbean Blue

Rick, 11/30/2013

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