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Beyond the Breakers

Beyond the breakers I look back to see the green and blue of my home. Beyond the breakers the thrill rises as I count to the next big one. Beyond the breakers I am poised and ready to ride the wind and sea. Back to dry land.

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Tim Smith

Date: 2/4/2017 2:46:00 PM

That second stanza got me wondering....fantastic Jean

Tim Smith
Date: 2/4/2017 3:00:00 PM

Lol...I don't know what I was thinking.

Jean Murray
Date: 2/4/2017 2:49:00 PM

You naughty boy Tim!! Don't you know that every seventh wave is exceptional? How else do you think Steve Mc Queen escaped from that island prison?? God....I have SO much to teach you.....

Daniel Turner

Date: 2/4/2017 8:14:00 AM

Hang ten, Jean. Don't forget the Beach Boys music:) Good luck!

Jean Murray
Date: 2/4/2017 9:55:00 AM

"Let's go surfing now, everybody's learning how."??

Suzanne Delaney

Date: 2/4/2017 7:45:00 AM

Isn't it funny, Jean: I thought of you being in quiet country lanes, not out beyond the breakers. Always nice to get back home, Hugs, SuZ

Jean Murray
Date: 2/4/2017 9:53:00 AM

The wonderful thing about where I live is, like for today for example.....I walked through the wood and returned by the beach Suzanne. Rather than surfing, I prefer the waves crashing over me as I head out for a swim. Nice to see you.