Saturday, 9 March 2019

The Weekend Writing Prompt #96 Seashore.




Seashore.

I must go down to the sea again,
to the beautiful sea and the sky,
I left my shoes and socks there,
I wonder if they're dry.

I went back down to the seashore,
but the sea was lapping the beach,
I then waded as far as I was able,
but my shoes had floated out of reach.




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