Lee Bay (2020)

I miss the sand between my toes

the grains that speak of ancient times

where creatures that did swim and crawl

massage my feet with tender care

I miss the sea caressing my feet

a tickle, a stroke, a welcome touch

invites me brave the cold ‘first shock’

succumbing to its warm embrace

I miss the clouds that travel the blue

a wondrous movie for my upward gaze

floating in seas that rock my frame

and swaddle my cares in peaceful bliss

©Rosemary Purr 2020

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