The sea is blue.
The sky is too.
The children shout.
Sailboats are out.
The seagulls fly
Up in the sky
Palm branches sway
In the cool day.
Butterfly wings flap
And little children clap.
The ships are large, but far away
Sailing in their very proud way,
And though I'm stuck inside all day,
When my father returns,
On the beach I'll play.
Sarah Anne and Matthew, with Mom and Dad and Johanna,
returned from California last week.
The above poem, written by Sarah Anne,
was a school project during their month away, and, I think,
a darling perspective of their lives in Santa Barbara.
Read more of the story here.