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On New Shores

Lovely is the sound of water Lapping on the teeth of Pelee Island shores, when lanced on its Crests thrusts some ferry's horn—the knell, Some tarnished brass bell (I have heard) Maddens beneath it, and breaks apart, The rhythm of marching water.

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Beata Agustin

Date: 4/27/2024 5:57:00 AM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.