Sitting By the Sea
I sit by the sea on my chair,
A fold away I’ve had for years
Now faded from my summers’ use
Each year the temperature got warm
As it is today, watching waves
Come crashing upon golden sands.
Sea gulls screech and scream, flying high
Up in a dark but deep blue sky
Where fluffy white clouds scoot on by
And I say “hi” to passersby
Who in turn greet me with their “hi”
And sitting here I ask me “why”?
It is so peaceful on this beach
Yet the whole world is so turmoiled
Engaged in wars, genocides and
All things that man just should not do
To all his fellowman each day…
A gull just swooped down low.
W.C.Hull © 2020-10-7-WCH-2-18
W.C.Hull © 2020-10-7-H1475-2585
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Copyright © W.C. Hull | Year Posted 2020
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