Somewhere by the blue gray sea,
just after the pink sun
peeks over the horizon,
when the water sparkles like diamonds
and the sand turns golden,
that’s our place.
(Let’s go back.)
Just One Last Photo (A Poem)
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Beautiful!
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Thank you!
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Such beautiful lines, loved it!
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Thank you!
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Or, let’s go for the first time.
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It was really nice to get away and be somewhere different. A very needed change of pace!
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Love how beautifully the lines match the photo ❤️
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I think I could melt with this poem. It’s so awe-inspiring!
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Thank you! I’m so glad you liked it! 🙂
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Do go back!!
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We’re already talking about when we might be able to make another trip. 🙂 Maybe not to the same place, but it would be nice to have a couple more beach days before the fall sets in.
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I hope it works out for you. Beach days and nights at any time of year are magnificent.
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Wow!
Beautiful. 🙂
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Thank you!
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this poem has a nostalgic kind of vibe, great work.
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Thanks! I’m glad you liked it! 🙂
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