Galveston At Dawn
As I walk along the beach
over head the grey gulls screech
Lapping waves upon the shore,
who could ever ask for more.
Ocean breeze upon my face;
palm trees flutter on the lawn.
Galveston’s a lovely place,
walking on the shore at dawn.
May 31, 2018
Copyright © John Gondolf | Year Posted 2018
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