(Jan-17-2012) The full moon.There’s something so peaceful about sitting on the deck and seeing all the constellations, the stars and the moon. I guess it began 2 or 3 years ago, every time we had a full moon, I’d text each of my children “See Moon?” Now that two of my grandchildren have phones, I include them in the text message. My son put it very succinctly, “Mom, isn’t it comforting to know that even though we’re not together, we may be in different cities or different states, we can still see and share the same moon?” Once again, My Cup Runneth Over.
I see the moon
The moon sees me
Under the shade of the old oak tree
Please let the light that shines on me
Shine on the one I love.
GO’s Sand Bucket is only one beach bum’s journal of life at the beach, probably something each of you can relate to. Please feel free to email me with your thoughts, visions and/or feelings of just exactly what the beach means to you.
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