Written by The week was a whirlwind of travel, adapting we all deploy
Mostly a magical Holiday feeling, for all ages, girl or boy
Thank you my brother for your abundance of generosity
Here I look deeper at seconds created by opportunity
We will never forget the road trips, trying if not epic
Where every turn and twist not a soul could predict
I ask each of you, and perhaps challenge you a bit too,
To peer beneath the surface, as an introspect might do
You possess the frame and even the visual that fits
Scan your minds eye, a personal collection of video clips
Zoom from above to the level that’s so, so close
Smile at the memory, repeat, take in a heavy dose
On the beach you pan in any direction among family
Each unto their own, they play, enjoy, just being happily
There’s the dinner table each night that sprawls endlessly
Fellowship amidst the feast with all the loved ones you see
Day trips and moments we all made our for ourselves
But the pure joy is there for each of us that delves
The evening around the screen we all did gather to spy
That breaking story like scenes from days long gone by
The elaborate collection of material captured by electronics
Too many exhibits for our minds focus to one firmly fix
So, make common, not this week, rather hold tight your grip
On the moments abundant carrying pure joy, OBX the trip