Suddenly a bright surprise, as just <br />around the bend, it stood, a string of <br />pearls kissed by the setting sun. <br />Low waves captivating the shore <br />softly touched their frothy caps to the <br />expectant sand: A lover’s kiss drawn to <br />put my soul at peace, and more, <br />beyond the nights of restless sleep <br />and days of ardent seeking. <br /> <br />In low enticing murmurs, I hear the sea <br />sounds call: Remember sticky taffy, <br />the smell of Ban Soleil? <br />Remember shouts of hawkers <br />coming from the broad midway? <br />How they hint at happy youthful days <br />lolling in the summer sun! <br /> <br />At the shore line now, its sights and <br />sounds assail me: seagulls circle low, <br />haunting taunts, lamenting their lost catch; <br />surfers lie in patient wait for perfect waves <br />that never seem to crest on this calm and <br />peaceful day; and disappointed beach kids <br />kicking up the sand, anxious hands held high <br />begging kites to kiss the sleepy sky. <br /> <br />Oh, take me back to those fun-filled days, <br />where life and love unfurled, with all the hopes <br />of a child’s heart in a simple string of pearls!<br /><br />Alicia Patti<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-string-of-pearls/
