Sandy Toes Tickled Warm

Sands of time, sands of home, and sands of love
Sing such lovely songs to my well traveled

Sandy toes tickled warm Caribbean
Home –d and splashed with turquoise’s good sun

Foamy dances and lacey curls make public
Delicate beauty’s shells ~ bits of sea glass

Drifting barnacled treasures from above
Collected places, grains distance-d walked

Haulover, Melbourne, Sebastian, Peconic
Sanded estuaries, oceans and bays

Eternal tiny groundings filtering
Paths of His light, His times, home’s true heart

(Sweeping Memories, Tennessee
October 27,2006)

poem by Debora Short
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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