Tuesday, June 8, 2010

a poem

If once you have slept
on an island,

You'll never be quite
the same.

On your Dreams, the tide
and the seagulls

Will softly be calling
your name.

Your everyday life will be
happily changed

For deep in your heart
will remain

The fresh salt air and the
sound of the surf,

To recall~to return
once again.

May your dreams be beautiful
  your tomarrows hold joy~

(this was on our pillow when we got
to our cottage)


  1. Hi Linda, memories like that are worth savouring. Glad you had such a great time on your weekend break.

  2. Little touches like that make such a difference. I presume you had a great trip, and are now feeling refreshed. Best wishes to Becky.

    Bisou, Cro.

  3. What a lovely thing for a host to do. I hope you had a wonderful, restful time.