Softly the ocean waves reach for the shoreline.
Dancing back and forth...As I think about the ocean, I feel a cool wind in my hair, and as a child running on the beach,
I begin to take flight, and sail through the sky looking down onto the ocean...
The waves crest, and relax...I fall tired as I think of these waves.Oh, the beach to be my home one day.
Monday, October 1, 2007
A Day My Home On The Beach..........
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