At the beach everything sways and swoons the palm trees by the sea grow sleepy with the heat I'll offer you shade on this sun burned carpet of sand as the misty salt kissed wind crosses the waters from far off horizon...
Hi Ken, another gem from the pen. Short, to the point and flowing like the waters flowing on to the beach of our minds. Another peace of Gold my friend. I think I shall have some z's on the beach. You have a good day. Catch you later. Your Friend always....MIKE.
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Much appreciated as always my friend..
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