While I am aboard on my flight to Atlanta , floating amongst the clouds casting an illusion of islands, looking down upon the fleeting turquoise waters flirting with sunny sandy shorelines, where I longed to go, the images of past four days scurry through my head………
Of serenity by the Tampa bay boulevard dotted by palm trees , lit by antique lamp posts, lined by cute white boats (Sea- cilia’s),with bridges connecting past and present, hovered by greedy white sea gulls and grooming pink flamingoes, rushed by breezes teasing my tassels, flanked by quiet cafes playing soothing music and busy bistro’s twinkling in the night, dominated by tall skyscrapers, the quaint neighborhood of Ybor(ee-bor) city, the bustling Tampa convention center.…. Of a song in heart and loneliness by my side...
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