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Dec 08, 2009
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Sunrise
Sunrise
No blanket
no sun screen
no need....
the sun is about to rise
I plant my ass
in the sand
and breathe in
the scents one
can only find at
the shore
The sand feels
damp ..
though my toes
discover a left over
warmth
Little sand castles
"toe made."
Eye on the horizon
as new crayola
colors form
in the distance
This time
this place
this smell..
to be shared.
My thoughts are of you.
Sue
— jetz, Dec 08, 2009
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Critiques
magics02
16 years 6 months ago
lOVE IT!!
jetz
16 years 5 months ago
Magic, Thank you for such
Tony Udo
16 years 6 months ago
Sunrise
jetz
16 years 5 months ago
ROR….= raff out roud!!!!
jetz
16 years 5 months ago
Hi Kal, Thanks for your
yenti
16 years 5 months ago
Sue
magics02
16 years 5 months ago
words of wisdom
Seren
16 years 5 months ago
Dear Sue