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SHORELINE OPUS

The surf it was a-pounding today,

Like stacatto drums involved in play,

As loud as schoolchildren at recess,

The sounds, a symphony, I must confess,

Others enjoyed the ocean elsewhere,

On sandy beaches they would all share,

I preferred the beach alone,

So listened here midst rock and stone,

Alone, enjoying the tidal anthem,

The ocean’s orchestra ever gem,

The sound, a surge of symphonic bliss,

I enjoyed it along with the ocean’s kiss.

PTR September 2, 2011