Seagulls Lining by Joe CramerSeagulls all line up on our beach
Facing east, against a winter wind.
Briskly blowing sea foam slides past,
As waves bound by, then crash.
We walk, in such slow, sure steps
Hand in hand, in crunching, shell strewn sand
Heading always in the same direction
To a purpose, a place, I never understand. 02/09/2008 Author's Note: We have strolled many a beach together...
Posted on 06/04/2008 Copyright © 2024 Joe Cramer
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