Scape
You were two
when we left,
When we ran
for the sea,
So it’s all
you’ve known,
That feel of
freedom.
Blue, green,
ash-grey,
The flag we
raised,
Tied fast to
the waves,
Sewn hard to
the shore.
RF 2017
No photo today. For a change.
But new book still available (though obviously this poem isn't in it...). Help me need a second print run why don't you?
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3 comments:
I love this poem! Mike would like it if we lived by the sea - and I would be ok with it if it were like your sea.
My book arrived! Thanks for the extra treats too. Very excited to spread them far & wide :)
Thanks for ordering Dana. Hope you enjoy the book.
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