SeasideA Poem by SPFSand and sun Waves and rocks Wooden piers and wooden docks Gentle pulls, And under tow Waves rocking to and fro Sunbeams shining, Warm grains of sand, Many shells rest in my hand Waves wash, Against my feet Their pattern timed with my heart beat Waves washing, To and fro, My love, how I miss you so.
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