~My Ocean~
The sun is setting against a golden sky. I sit breathless and can only sigh. Soon, it will be high tide. I love taking it all in, placing all else aside.
Reflections ripple upon the ocean, like tiny lit sparks. Men would panhandle this gold, if only it could be sold. Seagulls cry out for a bite to eat, it is as though, they are saying hello, while they meet and greet.
The ocean is so blue, sand so fair. I wish I forever could stay there. This is a most peaceful place to be. The only place in all the world that can make me smile and feel completely free.
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