She stands alone above the shore,
where waves roll in, roll out once more
wet shingle sings throughout the night
reflecting beams of pale moonlight,
while those who visit from the land
leave loud footprints in the sand
each brief message only lasts one day
till every trace is washed away
like their dwellings built on banks of clay.
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Dwellings built on banks of clay … but better clay than shifting sands. 🙂
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I would have added that but I ran out of words
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🙂
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Lovely 😊
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Loud footprints, but brief; this speaks to the power and persistence of the sea.
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Thanks, nice comment
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We must not knock the Rock as the sands of time slip through our fingers.
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As, despite our efforts, they surely will
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WOW-Good!!
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