Sands of time, sands of home, and sands of love <br />Sing such lovely songs to my well traveled <br /> <br />Sandy toes tickled warm Caribbean <br />Home –d and splashed with turquoise’s good sun <br /> <br />Foamy dances and lacey curls make public <br />Delicate beauty’s shells ~ bits of sea glass <br /> <br />Drifting barnacled treasures from above <br />Collected places, grains distance-d walked <br /> <br />Haulover, Melbourne, Sebastian, Peconic <br />Sanded estuaries, oceans and bays <br /> <br />Eternal tiny groundings filtering <br />Paths of His light, His times, home’s true heart <br /> <br />(Sweeping Memories, Tennessee <br />October 27,2006)<br /><br />Debora Short<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sandy-toes-tickled-warm/
