Looking Back

by Happygolucky4uTreasure Coast, Florida, USA

Feb 2010 739 Views 7 comments

Looking Back

I feel the wind as it gently touches my face

I look out past the emerald green

Into the horizon of nothingness

The smell of the salt air

I bask in the familiars of this place

Visions of me playing as a child

Without a care

Of times I ran by the shore

I am as much a part of this as the sand

I run no more

For I am free

Like the sea

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Posted: Feb 2010

About this poem:

I love the water and how it makes me feel. When I was young I rushed thru life. Now I savor it. Even my times standing by the sea is different.

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Comments (7)

NeverEndingStoryChesterfield, Derbyshire, England UKFeb 21, 2010

We learn as we go through life and change within ourselves. As a child everything is just so carefree. I find I appreciate a lot more as I've got older. Friends and trustworthy people especially because they are so rare. Thanks for sharing

john0217okc, Oklahoma USAFeb 21, 2010

very good poem i loved it

jazzy75Houston, Texas USAFeb 22, 2010

Beautiful poem and sentiment

trurorobAlicante, Valencia SpainFeb 23, 2010

nice poem
rob

Happygolucky4uOPTreasure Coast, Florida USAMar 27, 2010

Nice to remember times of past that were good.

EarlgreyteaLimassol, CyprusMar 27, 2010

"I am as much a part of this as the sand", lovely phrase, your poem reminds me of a gem of a book, called? Beachcombing on Miramar, I highly recommend it..., nice thanks..., I also must have the sea by me at all times...

MovinFWDDaytona Beach, Florida USAMay 29, 2010

Very nice, as is all your poetry