Week 45 – Vault #1

South Shore

I sit on the beach with my toes in the sand,

The breeze from the ocean brings the salty smell of paradise.

I smile, and take a long cool sip of my margarita.

I was lost in the moment, and filed it away in the vault of my memory.

I come back here often when my day is stressful, or crappy,

Or when I need some motivation to create.

It’s a great reminder of joy and comfort,

Remembering the feel of the sun on my face.