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Awaiting a Tale

I call the sea my home With white winged seagulls and salt sprayed foam. Slippery ledged rocks about as I peek to watch the human’s shout. Sailors have cried for lost Plunging into the waters with their ropes crossed I rush to there side in hopes guide. I live amongst the dolphins where I often catch a ride. Many a sailor has marveled about my existence Remembering that I’m a mermaid I keep my distance Tales are told from the young and the old about a evening of fury . appeared a mermaid, to their eyes still blurry. So I glide along this water of green magical ocean potions marine. So if you ever walk along the shore listen to the ocean sounds that roar. In it’s echoes I shall soar. Mermaid woman ,forever more.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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