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by dokurtybitz

beach_1
Walking, crashing waves
Reverberate in through our
Ears, shrill gulls crying in the
Sun, warm our sluggish bodies
While we spent time together
Exploring, drift wood and shells
Lying in the sand waiting for us,
Just like a chair and rope wait
For us to come
Home.

Posted on August 25, 2018 at 4:40 AM in Mike, Poetry   |  RSS feed |   Reply   |   Trackback URL

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