White SandsA Poem by Monday Parker
I will be on white sand soon
With that purifying sun and crystal waters Washing away the Tension and stress I have built up over the passing months The first time changed me Wrote in an calmness An ease With the swaying palm trees With the soft chirp and scurry of the tropic jungles In the dark hours I made peace with the night. © 2014 Monday Parker |
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