For Joseph May's Paint a Picture poetry contest
This image reminded me of when my grandma used to sit on the veranda and rock gently on her armchair... However, she did not live by the sea....
Image 1. As platinum clouds drift by, sea breeze in early evening, kisses ripples on incoming tide. Dusk's sun reflects upon veranda, as nanna's armchair rocks gently.
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