POEM'S BY OUR GUESTS:
two precious poems by twin 9 year old girls while staying at Dolphinwatch - Spring 2008
Listen, by Paris B
Bolting, crashing, smashing, dipping, coming in and coming out, it pauses and starts again, like fireworks and granaides, you can hear it roar, it's trying to tell you something but you aren't lisening, the ocean is calling to you . . .
Ocean Blue, by Olivia B
light blue horizon can touch the gentle waves crashing on the shore will make it go astray touching every creature moving in its path better not get too close or it will go crash
Ocean Blue bright as dew birds skimming and looking for fish, fish jumping, seals swimming, all in its path
guest book comment 06/06:
every time I looked out over the fabulous view from my place on the chaise, or relaxed om the luch blankets on each bed, or watched my sister floating happily in the hot tub, I kept hearing Humphrey Bogart's voice echoing in my head, saying wistfully 'the stuff that dreams are3 made of.' And he was right this place seems to have materialized out of a dream . . .
