I can't Wait

Venus and The Sailor, 1925, by Salvador Dali

Oh! eighty five days

and I will have the chance

to savor again,

those early morning walks,

with my coffee cup

on the beach.
the laughters, the sweet nothings,
The sea breeze flirting with your soft cotton clothes,
and the feel
of the warmth of the morning sun
on your cheeks.
awesome! so divine!

watching the fishermen how they carefully

tidy up their fishing boats and nets,

while the others are on

to check and classify

their whole night catch.

the happy and loving wives' faces
and the excited children

to see their father's home,

home safely.

and to never be exhausted

of helping and doing their tasks.

and those weekends

especially the evenings

of lying on the white sandy beach,

under the moonlight or bonfire

stargazing,

dreaming,

while having a sip of a cold drink,

usually a bottle of my favorite

San Miguel Beer

or Red Horse,

and laughters

in between tight hugs

and sweet kisses...

Posted for Magpie Tales

Photo Courtesy of Tess Kincaid

My Parents' Home is about 400 meters away from the shoreline. The little town of Roxas, Palawan, Philippines. The sight every morning is beautiful. Fishermen coming home. The family waiting to help out with the never exhausted fishermen to earn a living for their family. I or sometimes with friends or some of my siblings, or nephews and nieces will either sit on the breakwater or walk by the beach if it is on low tide. We even sometimes have free fish if we knew some of the fishermen. I miss those days. And now that my 4 weeks vacation is final, I cannot wait to experience those days again. and it will be more special because JC will be with me... I can't wait, I can't wait!...