Wednesday, August 15, 2012


Past a flower shaped swimming pool
with its unique jade green tile work
is a gate leading to a boardwalk path.
It takes you through stalks of sea oats
waving in the breeze above the dunes.
We look out over the Atlantic Ocean
where jagged bolts of lightning strike.
A display to rival any fireworks show.

For one week we’ll live in this place
with its vaulted ceilings, 20 foot walls
of plate glass facing out to the beach.
King size beds, Jacuzzis, flat screen TVs,
and a dining room table for fourteen.
A pool table, double headed showers,
multi-leveled decks, a modern kitchen,
artwork of sea creatures and lighthouses.

My wife is quiet, taking it all in until she
discovers the walk-in closet, brightly lit
with shelves, organizers, compartments,
two smooth opening bi-fold louver doors
and separate rods to hang all of our clothes.
Then she says what I’ve been thinking since
early in the day when we got to this place-
“How come we can’t live like this all the time?”

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