Walking along the beach with every step i take,
Underneath my feet lies a feeling of warmth and softness.
So far it does stretch, quite a distance to the eye,
This thing we call sand, all over the world through time.
It blows in the wind, It washes back into the sea,
It travels the earth, forever you see.
Keith Garrett
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Nice, Keith!
Thank you always
On Thu, Apr 2, 2015 at 8:13 AM, keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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You’re welcome my friend.