Bare toes, blue water
Minutes stretched thin across time
Watching tide’s return
Sand pipers scurry
Shy of ripples’ foamy touch
Dashing to safe shore
Footprints on the beach
Now you see them, now you don’t
Magical sunset
(Note: I’m tired of being sick and writing about being sick, so I went to the beach in my mind. The photos are all from Pinterest.)
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Get Well Soon. Lovely pictures.
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Well done – mend soon
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Thank you. š
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Get well soon. Beautiful poem and a delightful place to walk in your mind.
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Thank you on all counts.
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A good place to visit in your mind when you’re sick and tired of being sick and tired.
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Iām ready for a real trip to the beach!
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