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Post by Nymiane on Sept 1, 2004 19:46:04 GMT -4
T.t Hrm.. this is one of my first poems.. I wrote it at the town beach.
As I walk along the shore, The soft warm sand seeping through my toes, Some Gull's playing gayly in the sun, The distant image of a boat swaying to and fro, Buoy's bobbing in the breeze, A sweet smell of salt in the air, The water softly lapping at the shore, A soft gentle breeze whispering through my hair, The smells,the sounds,the sights, will always be a part of me, This is were my heart will always be.
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