Noon-Places You Find Love
Places you find love,
Trace the place with your finger
In The soft sand.
With good grace
By the sea was the place
We found love.
And now we live
Here in the sunshine reclined
With a smile.
In the soft sand,
Trace the place with your finger,
A trace of the place we found love.
From
Reflections On A Day By The Bay
Copyright © Brian Eatherton | Year Posted 2011
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