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Christmas Bay
Dark clear waters of Christmas Bay So peaceful it bring naught to say. A near perfect sky; sunny Texas day Reflects in dark waters of Christmas Bay. Flying Fish leap and Sea-Gulls cry, Where the Dolphins play and jump so high. My little boat with my fishing poles sway, And dance in dark waters of Christmas Bay. Here is where tides rise and fall, Where all my stress and cares grow small They seems to just simply melt away In dark waters of Christmas Bay. Wind blows Mosquitoes to keep from the bite As the Pelican flies and the Osprey cry As Black-Skimmers dives to skim a wave. Over dark waters of Christmas Bay. Here the Stingray and Flounder cool. And here the Sheephead and Red Fish school, And Blue Crabs have so little to say, Here in dark waters of Christmas Bay. Shadows of clouds turn the water gray, Where Gulf brine meets black gumbo clay. A stiff Gulf breeze gives salt grass a nod I find Christmas Bay to be a gift from God. I send Heaven a prayer; as I do each day, For few be the place to obtain such grace Which begs my heart for a reason to stay, As the clear dark waters of Christmas Bay.
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