End Of The Day by Jacki M ButlerTide is rolling in Sun is slowing drooping lower in the sky Waves pushing a strong breeze off the ocean Blue cloudless sky so inviting White sand, scattered shells strewn about Mothers are calling in their children for supper Time to go home and change Then we start our night at the beach. 06/17/2006 Posted on 07/04/2006 Copyright © 2024 Jacki M Butler
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