For visually challenged writers, the image shows a blue bucket and a yellow spade surrounded by sand.
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Spend some time Playing on the beach Make a sand castle Or a dragon and a knight Be the child that wants to play Forgo the inhibitions Let the inner child Come out to play
I am writing to express my opinion, share my experiences and to maybe provide some insight. My blog is addressing women at 50 ( but men are welcome to read my posts) ,their issues and the questions that come up at this stage in life. I don’t aim to teach, but to learn together.
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that s nice
cos here in salt lake
lake is shrinking
and i am thinking
as shit heads water their
lawns in extreme drought
water does not grow on trees
riddled?
I have a sort of shelf box that has different jars with beach glass, shells, stones and coral… I try to put a little note on the bottom of the jars so I can remember where the contents came from… but not all of them have that. 🙂
Awesome poem 😘😘
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Thank you so much Carol.
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Wonderful, Sadje. Makes me want to take a beach day for play. Love it.💕
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Thanks Grace!
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My pleasure.💕
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💖💜💗
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👍
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Thanks 🙏🏼
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Welcome❤
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that s nice
cos here in salt lake
lake is shrinking
and i am thinking
as shit heads water their
lawns in extreme drought
water does not grow on trees
riddled?
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Very true. Water shouldn’t be wasted
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The inner child of us all does need time to play.
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Exactly.
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oh i love this and I’m so ready for the beach! 💖💖
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That’s cool. Thanks
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Welcome always! 💖💖
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🌺💖💕
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I enjoy my ocean time. Not sure if I’ll get there this year… Maybe 🙂
I’m creating a ‘wall’ to dispaly some of my beach treasures 😀
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I hope you can when it’s safe to do so. A wall sounds great.
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I have a sort of shelf box that has different jars with beach glass, shells, stones and coral… I try to put a little note on the bottom of the jars so I can remember where the contents came from… but not all of them have that. 🙂
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That’s a good idea.
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🙂
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💖
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Yay! Yes..
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👍🏼👍🏼👍🏼
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😊
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YES! Let that inner child out for sure! Great poem and I love the beach! ❤
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Thanks a lot Joy.
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Aww, that’s so lovely, Sadje. I love the beach and this poem.
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Many thanks my friend
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You’re most welcome, Sadje. Always.
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🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼
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Great poem Sadje, really playful 😊
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Thanks Deb
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I love this poem.😃❤️
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Thank you so much Lokesh
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Nicely done!
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Thanks Leigha
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My pleasure.
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🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼
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Great poem, Sadje. Where would kids be without buckets and building sandcastles? I’m glad some things never change. 🙂
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Absolutely right Marsha. Thanks
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🙂
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Beautiful. The inner child knows best. 🙂 KL ❤
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Yup, that’s true if we let it out.
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