Bright painted postcardsA Poem by Jack...Waiting for that someone special to arrive...Bright
painted postcards On the wings of adventure and channel planned visions In bonafide pockets with envelopes streaming When sidewalk dividers, in colors of sunset bring peace to the valley, now penned in a post card “…wish
you were here” And bricks line the mansion with cats in the garden, alongside the seashells and beaches we’ll wander I look to the sunshine to see its reflection upon your sweet features, your beauty it holds me “Vacation
photographs cannot do justice” In rhythm’d oasis of sweet waters churning and moments we’re seeking in all we are wanting With shadows behind us as we go out walking to love every minute adventures are flying “We
find that our dreams lead us on our journey” I follow the smiles, that don’t belong to me of hot seasoned concrete and t-shirts emblazoned With images captured, yet still fashioned frowning, until you arrive and my heart swims the shoreline “My
vacation destination is your heart” True butterfly wings find the side streets amazing, hibiscus and poppy and fragrances swaying When every sunrise does find you here with me, of bright painted post cards and moments eternal “We
shall live…” © 2013 Jack...Author's Note
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StatsAuthorJack...San Antonio, TXAboutNot much to tell about me, I am just Jack, I am a poet, a writer, a musician, a painter, a builder and a dreamer. I live in south Texas but am originally from New Jersey and miss it more and more all .. more..Writing
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