Summer Sand
Tender tides sneak to smooch the smooth shore
that holds our footsteps left behind us,
and lends itself to sand castles
standing guard until high tide.
Plovers dart on fleet feet
across sodden sand.
Pebbly and pure,
soft, wet, cool..
beigy,
tan.
Susan Ashley
July 18, 2017
(June 29, 2017)
Copyright © Susan Ashley | Year Posted 2017
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