Wednesday, July 16, 2008

The Shore

Written by Sylvia

Sitting on the porch of my cottage by the shore
Rocking in my chair, never getting anywhere
Listening to waves gently lapping against the beach
Seashells scattered about the sand

Gulls diving toward the water, then soaring upward to the heights
Majestic sailboats framed against the horizon
Clouds fluffy and white, floating slowly across the sky
Changing shapes as they go by

Little children squealing with delight
As they are chased ashore by the tide
Sights and sounds of a wonderful day
Filled with memories made to last a lifetime

Copyright © 2008 Sylvia Feeley All Rights Reserved

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