Inspriring Images

 

Prose:

I taste the salt in the air and feel the cool ocean breeze. Being in Jamaica has opened my eyes to a new culture and I’ve made a million memories with my new hubby. I will never forget how shocked I was when I first stepped on the sand; it was like all my problems had tolled away with the tides and I was at peace with myself. I won’t forget the feeling of the squishy sand between my toes or the sound of my husband laughing uncontrollably. It’s the last day of our honeymoon. I’m going to miss the endless buffets, the sounds of the exotic birds waking me up in the morning, scuba diving and discovering a new world, and most of all I am going to miss sitting on the beach with my husband realizing how truly blessed we are.  

Poem:

I taste the salt in the air and feel the cool ocean breeze

Being in Jamaica has opened my eyes to a new culture and I’ve made a million memories with my new hubby

I will never forget how shocked

Shocked I was when I first stepped on the sand

It was like all my problems had tolled away with the tides and I was at peace with myself

I won’t forget the feeling of the squishy sand between my toes or the sound of my husband laughing uncontrollably.

It’s the last day of our honeymoon.

I’m going to miss the endless buffets

The sounds of the exotic birds waking me up in the morning

Scuba diving and discovering a new world

And most of all I am going to miss sitting on the beach with my husband realizing how truly blessed we are.