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The sand and sea were calling us                                                                                                           Walking hand and hand was a will plus.                                                                                               
From a story told                                                                                                                                                  It reads about a Princess weird and old.                                                        Never know if it will be victory or not.


A blanket of blue above                                                                                                                              
With clouds made out of love.                                                                     With all the majesty we do see The cliffs are giving out their plea.                                                 With doom and gloom the grey water hits the rocks.                                   


The night came with a black sky                                                                                                            It seemed to let out a cry.                                                                            The sun was gone It would be back at dawn.                                                                                                            With the stars not out the night was dreary.


Connected are we                                                                                                                                                  
Our hearts cannot flee.                                                                                Fast and strong I will run Bringing along some fun.                                        Nature-love and beating hearts.     


Words were never said about the sea and cliffs                                                                        They had been beautiful gifts.                                                                      Dark waves and stones they seemed to give off groans.                                                        
Both of us hiding faces from our sadness.                                        


Date Written:12/19/2020                                                                            Poem: A Sea-Side Walk                                                                              Poet:Elizabeth Barrett Browning   March 6, 1806 – June 29, 1861

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