Dawn came soft and smooth...
down at the Beach today...
A gentle breeze...
came from nowhere in particular...
barely rippling...
my t-shirt...
and the Surf...
warm as bathwater...
washed over my feet...
as i meandered...
in and out of the Water...
Then i felt...
the drip from the...
leaky roof...
and the harsh jangle...
of the Wind Chimes...
jarred me awake...
The Storm is raging...
outside...
and this mornin's exercise...
will be wanderin' through...
the archives...
recalling Summers Past...
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