A Taste of Chicago
The water gleams blue-silver on a sunlit day
Cruising Lake Shore Drive, you can taste the spray
of the waves rolling in on windswept wings
Cast your net in the bay; catch a trout; you're a king
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2020
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