Message In a Bottle
Today I may go to the beach
In my mind
I might reach
Play in the sand
Wiggle my toes
Giggling in and out
of the foamy woabs
Sea shells talk
they sigh
of messages
in bottles
that never beach.
Love me, love me
They all say
Don't reject me
I won't stay
I will make
the rules now
I've got all
the tools now.
Copyright © Judith Palmer | Year Posted 2010
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