The Island Girl.. She was raise in an amazing beautiful Island the ocean breeze used to dance in her blond curls.. Never a boring moment for this island girl the sun would feed her skin in golden glow.. Searching and picking pee-pees which her mother would make a tasty soup.. She remembers how she used to build sand castle, and kicked the blanket waves crushing at her feet… Like many of us, she sadly parted from her island home, leaving behind the family she love so dearly for a better life abroad.. Sipping over a hot cup of coffee she stare outside her window, watching snowflakes floating softly covering her garden beds.. And as winter cold draws in, she remembers her life on the island, memories weaves its blanket keeping her warm from the cold.. Tears will sometimes take a walk down her wondering glance, and a smile appears in between, a mix emotions as she remembers…
Posted on: Wed, 26 Nov 2014 21:46:07 +0000