Good morning Sunday!

The time, once more has come

Outside bright and inviting the sun,

A visit that is coming to an end

That as always, I can highly commend.

Where sea and sky know to kiss and become one

Where sand in ones toes be childlike fun

Where the humidity knows to kiss the skin wet

Every walk on the promenade, a new thought does beget.

A serenity,  a peace of a different sort

The birth of thought new with excitement fraught

A hop a skip a step much lighter

For, all things forth, seem so much brighter.

And thus the smell of the sea i take

Deep in my lungs a space I make

For, not too long and back I shall be

To refill my lungs with the breeze from the sea.

Good morning Sunday 

RB.