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I dream this day

Can dreams o'er take the wake of day

Or sands that shift the beach astray 

The shells of time stand still to say

The day is here now to play.

 

I stroll upon the path and say

The sounds of summer at the bay

This is the time of frolic may

A sound of sea and salty spray.

 

The birds they dance aloft the bay 

And wakes while blues crash in dismay 

The smell of oceans balm is splayed

Upon my face and skin as I lay.

 

I dream of this unfettered play 

On sand and shell and breezy may

I once again do dream on pillow nay

For I'm not there to love this day.

 

 

- Trish 2013 

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how to become a Published Poet

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Here I Dreamt

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