The cold is trapped inside my embrace
As I eye the lace forming on flower petals
outside my window and stretching to the beach
The sun was come up to greet me
I can see past the sand and to the sea
Seagulls fly overhead
Dancing with the wind currents
The wind has a bite I spot a Kite in the sky
Etched with roses
It flies alone and peacefully
I wonder who it belongs to
Waves crash on the shore
They return home
And reveal lives and stories
Stretching miles to the deep sea
A view I'll never get tired of
A view I see through my window
in the house by the sea
~H.R. Larkin
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