Tuesday, June 23, 2015

my morning poem - june 23, 2015

...and sea brush mingles 
             with the pale oyster shell dust 
                                                   while my children's footprints whisper in the morning air....

beachwalk memories 
i hold tight to my heart 
as i stroll the morning sands 

                                                  and watch the sun emerge upon the earth

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