The holiday is over
by Carolyn Eldridge-Alfonzetti
Bone tired
Mum bends over yawning suitcases;
sorts by colour
the jumble
of sea-scented clothes.
The groaning washer
shudders in sympathy
as tiny souvenir shells
swim from sand-peppered pockets
to tinkle and swirl
in foreign
lemon-boosted foam.
- First published in The School Magazine (Touchdown, April 2011)
Australian Children’s Poetry 
Lovely poem Carolyn – so sensory – loved it
Lovely imagery, Carolyn.
A lovely poem, simple and effective
beautiful! Love the imagery.