Adventure awaits
Today the island beckons
Walking the quiet beaches
Looking beyond the calms
To a bright new world
Feeling stronger already
In your arms
Adventure awaits
Today the island beckons
Walking the quiet beaches
Looking beyond the calms
To a bright new world
Feeling stronger already
In your arms
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
Lovely writing Audrey. I love it!
Hugz ❤
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Thank you, Patty. 🙂
Hugs to you!
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Lovely poem.
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Thank you, Sir. I appreciate that! Welcome…
~Audrey
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Nice poem indeed, love the beach….
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Thank you 🙂 Me too..
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Always up for an adventure! There could be pirates!
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Dang it! You are so late today. You missed it…
I think I saw pirates. Do you know, this is funny…okay.
Guess what! I was lucky enough to sit next to a man the other day who is Portuguese by birth, and as a teenager moved to South Africa which is where he lived for many years until he moved here about 14 years ago. Now, his name is Constantino ‘Tinni’ and he has a pirate’s earring and wicked accent. He had a vicious laugh, and make wicked eye contact. Do you suppose he may be a pirate, Duke. He was captivating, yet spooky. Twas wishing you had been my escort so you could observe his ways…
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I think he could have been a pirate, for sure! Did you slap him? That’s the sure test, right there.
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Slap him?? It is…but how? Why? Huh??
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Well, if he would have drawn his cutlass…he was a pirate!
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Well, he must not have been, because I didn’t see one of those. Maybe he wasn’t wicked after all.
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Quite inviting prose, Audrey.
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You missed the boat, Mark. I left hours ago. Hee hee. Another reason why being late to the party is such sweet sorrow. Not sure, but I may have taken Shakespeare with me or he followed me home.
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Now you are showing off, Audrey. I feel 20,000 leagues under your sea.
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You know, it isn’t very often that one can get me to wheeze before sputtering out laughter. Job well done, Mark!
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Quick! Get Willie S. to slap you on the back, Audrey.
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Haha! Where’d he go! !?
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Did he go to Room 2B? Or not 2B?
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He’s off waiting for midsummer’s dream. I’ll never get him outta the park.
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I hear that sometimes he can be a real drag.
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Did you know he’s also known to be an illusion?
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An allusion, sure, an illusion, no.
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That’s umm…what I meant. 😉
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Well beat me over the head with a literary stick.
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Okay…come here!
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I thought you had long arms.
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Haha! Arms…not as much. It’s what set me behind in basketball. Legs, yes.
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So kick me then.
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Pow!
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