The Cape

The cape 
It's a sunny, cold day on the Cape.
I long to be there to walk on the beach. 
The air is cold from the north breeze. 
That brings the waves that tap the shore.
You can hear the roar of the surf as night will begin to fall.
The birds are gone for the day, will sing another day.
As this day ends here on the cape
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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