A Wavy Tale
Cold wet sand between my toes.
A mist in the breeze tickles my nose.
A gentle crash fills my ears.
A delicate silence calms my fears.
The waves tell a story of beauty and danger,
But you can only indulge if you don't be a stranger.
Listen carefully and you will find,
A story thats been told since the beginning of time.
Copyright © Christie Mills | Year Posted 2010
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