Feb 13, 2011



not sure is it late winter or early spring
felt. . . too confuse everyone
like normal windy wet summer day yesterday



we fished and crabbed
with all our plans made and provisions brought along for a wonderful time
however the fish were not biting
nor the crabs catching
still a load of fun



we still had ice creams and walks
laughter
discussions
Dracula
sea views
other people and music.

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. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"