Beaver Tail Beach
by Tim G. Young
Gulls glide
Grey waves crash
Tall green grass
Paula on the rocks
White surf splash
Sun diffused
Clouds to horizon
Helicopter flies
Wind in my ear
My face reflected
On phone screen
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Rhode Island.
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Such pleasant reading.
Puts me right there.
Yes. Thank you Dianne and Erika.