Ageless Delight

Ageless DelightMy toes sift through sand sparkles.Fallen stars of treasured gems.I hear the sea gull squawk.The call of vendors sellingFish, hot dogs, or ice slush.Sandcastles tower upward, A moat fills with salty water.Heads poke out from buried sand mounds. And the adults read under fancy umbrellas.I carry a pail and shovel For abandoned shells, smooth […]
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Published on December 05, 2024 15:08
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Abbe Rolnick
Quick morning writes that begin before the sun rises and while my partner sleeps.
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