Forever Summer Memories

The summer sun beats down upon my skin,
A gentle breeze whispers sweetly in my ear,
The waves crash rhythmically, a soothing din,
As I am lulled to serenity, with all my gear.

The sand beneath my feet is warm and soft,
The smell of salt and sea fills my nose,
I am in awe of the beauty aloft,
The sun sets, and the sorbet sky glows.

My intent is clear: enjoy these dog days,
Revel in the sensory delight,
Let go of worries and accept the rays,
In this moment, so pure and so bright.

With dear loved ones by my side,
I bask in the warmth of their embrace,
And in this moment, I will not hide,
The joy and gratitude that fills this space.

Oh, how sweet it is to be alive,
To enjoy a sensory feast of summer,
And to savor every soiree that arrives,
For these memories, here will last forever …

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Spring Breezes

The Friday sun shone bright and bold
As spring’s sweet scent began to unfold.
Soft breezes whispered in my ear
And whispered secrets of the coming year.

As I walked beneath the budding trees
I felt my heart begin to seize.
With joy and wonder, love and glee,
For spring had stolen it from me.

The colors, sounds, and scents so sweet
Had swept me off my tired feet.
And in that moment, I did know
That spring had come, and love did grow.

So here I stand, with heart so true
In love with spring, and all its hue.
And on this Friday, I do see
That spring has come, and fallen for me.

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Ode to Sanctuary

In hidden nooks and crannies found,
A marvel of design abounds.
Sensory rooms, a space to sway,
To soothe the mind in every way.
A place to feel, to see, to hear,
A refuge from the digi sphere.
With soft textiles and dim light,
A calming haven, a respite.
Tools and gadgets, oh so fine,
To stimulate and calm the mind.
Sensory play, a path to grow,
In every detail, we’ll bestow.
Let us embrace this sanctuary,
With care, creativity, and mastery.
For in these rooms, our good friends find,
A place to rest, and ease their mind.

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“THE WOLF, THE KID, & THE GOAT”

Mother Goat was going to market one morning to get provisions for her household, which consisted of but one little Kid and herself.

“Take good care of the house, my son,” she said to the Kid, as she carefully latched the door. “Do not let anyone in, unless he gives you this password: ‘Down with the Wolf and all his race!'”

Strangely enough, a Wolf was lurking near and heard what the Goat had said. So, as soon as Mother Goat was out of sight, up he trotted to the door and knocked.

“Down with the Wolf and all his race,” said the Wolf softly.

It was the right password, but when the Kid peeped through a crack in the door and saw the shadowy figure outside, he did not feel at all easy.

“Show me a white paw,” he said, “or I won’t let you in.”

A white paw, of course, is a feature few Wolves can show, and so Master Wolf had to go away as hungry as he had come.

“You can never be too sure,” said the Kid, when he saw the Wolf making off to the woods.

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“HERCULES & THE WAGONER”

A Farmer was driving his wagon along a miry country road after a heavy rain. The horses could hardly drag the load through the deep mud, and at last came to a standstill when one of the wheels sank to the hub in a rut.

The farmer climbed down from his seat and stood beside the wagon looking at it but without making the least effort to get it out of the rut. All he did was to curse his bad luck and call loudly on Hercules to come to his aid. Then, it is said, Hercules really did appear, saying:

“Put your shoulder to the wheel, man, and urge on your horses. Do you think you can move the wagon by simply looking at it and whining about it? Hercules will not help unless you make some effort to help yourself.”

And when the farmer put his shoulder to the wheel and urged on the horses, the wagon moved very readily, and soon the Farmer was riding along in great content and with a good lesson learned.

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“TWO TRAVELERS & A BEAR”

Two Men were traveling in company through a forest, when, all at once, a huge Bear crashed out of the brush near them.

One of the Men, thinking of his own safety, climbed a tree.

The other, unable to fight the savage beast alone, threw himself on the ground and lay still, as if he were dead. He had heard that a Bear will not touch a dead body.

It must have been true, for the Bear snuffed at the Man’s head awhile, and then, seeming to be satisfied that he was dead, walked away.

The Man in the tree climbed down.

“It looked just as if that Bear whispered in your ear,” he said. “What did he tell you?”

“He said,” answered the other, “that it was not at all wise to keep company with a fellow who would desert his friend in a moment of danger.”

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