At HomeA Poem by ChelseaI always feel at home when by water, especially the ocean!At Home I
smell the salty oceans As
my feet walk the path, A
path of golden sand The
sun hovers above, The
oceans’ crashing waves As
if strung on a clay diorama My
toes wiggle in the hot sand Water
laps my steaming toes Cleansing
them A
seagull cries I
watch the streak of beauty Silhouetted
by the setting sun My
heart Intoxicated
with the ocean The place I call home. Nature Winner Five!!!!! Feb 19, 2011Great Summer!!! Feb 19, 2011© 2011 ChelseaAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorChelseaCanadaAboutPoetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance. - Carl Sandburg Hello! Thank you for checkin’ out my page on the café! My name is Chelsea or Chels. I’m fifteen years old, your .. more..Writing
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