I remember the excitement of
sitting in the car, bouncing
like a bunny, nervous and impatient.
When it came over the horizon,
a site most beautiful.

The laughter, and sound of
feet hitting the sand,
as the children ran all around.
The parents could enjoy their time,
watching with hawk eyes,
sipping on a glass of wine.
All the fondness, and carefree joy,
a child could ever have.
If only for a moment.

The brain has...