Must be from all the Southern Charm,
because I did not have any peach pie.
My curves are a little fuller in my two-piece suit.
Must be from my wide-angle lens –
it cannot possibly be from the skinny
margaritas I drank near the dunes.
My carryon weighs more
than when we left for the shore.
Must be from all the sand –
too busy swimming to visit a store.
My neck has a crick in it.
Must be from looking up at birds and kites,
and maybe a bronze lifeguard sitting high –
it cannot possibly be from the flat pillows
or the long and bumpy flight.
My memory card is full –
both my camera and my brain.
Must be from all the smiling faces
and nature’s breathtaking magnificence.
I did not buy a single trinket, book, t-shirt, or shell,
but I did leave the charming shore with a heart full of souvenirs.
It has been three years since these two beautiful faces appeared in my frame. To put their feet in Southern sand, they traveled far – one by plane, the other by car. Two beach-bound women share more than ancestors, they share a friendship too. College now complete since their last sandy greet, they arrived ready to relax and reconnect. Their laughter carried by a warm breeze, accompanied by the sounds of rolling, crashing, and splashing, made my soul sing.
Thank you for visiting and reading. I hope the rest of your week is happy and healthy. 💗 Michele
Photos: Hilton Head, South Carolina (my images)
© 2021 Michele Lee.