Summer Day
To the beach, the sand , the waves
A summer day with no sense of hurry
Feet in the surf and the cry of the gull
Appreciating a day without worry...
Beyond the blue horizon such mystery
Known to the soaring bird on the wing
With a boat and dream I'd sail away
To look for the answers to many a thing.....
Just one day, in a book of singular days
A memory now, that day at the shore
But the essence of wind and the wave
With me now, asking for nothing more....
6/11/13
Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2013
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