He had won many trophies in regattas all over North America and yet…
before setting sail
his knees kiss the sand –
crossing himself
© Tournesol ’15
He had won many trophies in regattas all over North America and yet…
before setting sail
his knees kiss the sand –
crossing himself
© Tournesol ’15
Well, that is one great idea!! The person I had in mind taught my ex and I how to sail a catamaran and was afraid of water, could not swim and respected the water and wind.
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I resonate with this lovely gem of a poem. I know exactly how (s)he feels. The last time I flew to France, the trip was so turbulent that I kissed the ground in Paris.
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Yup. Everything important to me in this world (my husband and kids) was on the plane with me. I thought the wings would shake off with so many hours of turbulence. But they didn’t. YAY!
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Aw gee, Alice, I can only imagine your fear and relieved you are all well…the angels are smiling on your family, kiddo. Blessings x
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Thinking of the Almighty before starting the journey… wonderful thought Cheryl 🙂
Thank you for the visit…
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I liked how no matter how many times he had done it, he still prayed for a safe journey each time.
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He was indeed. The first time I tried trapeze on a catamaran,I felt with him at the bow and his wife as the crew because I knew he would not take chances to flip over
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Your comments are like sunflowers beaming at me:Vos commentaires sont des sourires des Tournesols