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Helen Berenyi Poem
My Favorite Place
My favorite place is where the sun bakes my skin
From a soft pink to a golden tan.
Warm planks under my feet take me down the dock.
I see red stains and dried watermelon seeds,
Evidence of yesterday’s snack.
The salty sea spray hits my tongue,
My mouth waters with thirst.
Sea gulls bob to the rhythm of the waves.
I swat away mosquitoes biting my face leaving red itchy whelps on my skin.
But I stay to watch enjoying the dolphins play.
The evening sky is an orange dreamcicle
Melting away until another day.
I reach for the stars on the water’s surface,
The water responds with a luminous glow,
I turn away, I have to go,
Until another day, I will miss you
Copyright © Helen Berenyi | Year Posted 2015
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