As I walk along the beach
I feel the beauty of it all.
The crisp, cool breeze
whispering secrets of silence.
Gentle crashing waves
rolling to their destiny.
Soft, warm sand
nestled beneath my feet.
Graceful soaring seagulls
dancing with the wind.
A single, tiny seashell
washed upon the shore.
Peaceful.
-copyright 1993-
Reason for writing:
This was published several years ago (not my favorite,but I thought I'd share it with you).
Birth sign: Taurus
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