tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629436772073396833.post937371732057841927..comments2023-10-31T19:20:19.643-07:00Comments on Whispers... : Vacation Home--By Joann Grisetti--United StatesKaren O'Learyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10510849199110347270noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629436772073396833.post-91922269914513578812013-09-21T08:35:27.779-07:002013-09-21T08:35:27.779-07:00Hi Joann, it's the memories that draw you back...Hi Joann, it's the memories that draw you back to the cabin. When a place gives us a sense of joy or serenity, it's hard to leave it behind. Lovely poem! Best wishes, Carolyn DevonshireAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629436772073396833.post-86753152720119477882013-09-17T08:48:58.268-07:002013-09-17T08:48:58.268-07:00The memories will be with you forever - as I have ...The memories will be with you forever - as I have memories of vacations in Santa Cruz, CA as a child. Remembering the boardwalk and the Orange Sherbert Cones and French Fries 'forever'!<br /><br />Rhoda GalgianiRhoda Galgianihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17790649850644976894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629436772073396833.post-78789747931258649422013-09-16T23:10:45.003-07:002013-09-16T23:10:45.003-07:00In spite of the raging storms, l picture a beautif...In spite of the raging storms, l picture a beautiful place to relax in.<br /><br />"A cozy fire glowing warm<br />Will lure us closer by its light"<br /><br />A beautiful poem about a beautiful vacation house.Ndabahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02276149758641588177noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8629436772073396833.post-11105957352948556432013-09-15T09:07:52.862-07:002013-09-15T09:07:52.862-07:00Thank you, Christine Tate, for the following comme...Thank you, Christine Tate, for the following comment--<br /><br />Hi Joann, My husband and I love the ocean, only we don't have a vacation home, we are thankful to visit often since it's about 10 miles from our home. The memories you cherish are worth the time you spend there every summer. What can be more memorable than an ocean view? Material things will fade & rust, but the ocean is still the ocean! Thanks for painting a lovely picture in your poem! I could hear the waves crashing as I read it!<br />Karen O'Learyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10510849199110347270noreply@blogger.com