My Seashore
The mornings’ sleepy yawn awakes
I arise from bed as she breaks
Seafarer
Trees bend to wind in mock salute
With coffee to porch I do scoot
By seaside
Salt air swirls a foggy retreat
While sounds of the ocean keeps beat
In seashell
Shifting sands hold time in a grain
Spoken upon waves constant reign
Of seacoast
The days grace an ancient trade route
With love of beauty absolute
My seashore
written 5-12-2020 copyright Jeanne McGee
Sponsored by: Joseph May
Compounding The Verse Poetry Contest 1st place
Thank You Joseph :D you made my day today...
Copyright © Jeanne Mcgee | Year Posted 2020
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