I walk the winters shoreline slow and easy Bits of sand cling to the bottom of my boots An occasional seashell eclipses my solitude - it becomes mine A treasured token memory like a stranger that I take home just For the night safe from a tidal uprising I'll enter the waters calm and plunge …
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Dolphins Fly
Melodious breeze blows across the shore line a song from long ago whistles in the wind Harp player glides passed sand filled shoes staring into tomorrow crystal ball floats by far away Block Island hidden treasures 200 and counting lost and found seashells fall from high above seagulls soar you lean into me while the …
Trilby Yates 