Wistful Winds.
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The breeze in the air wafts my hair as I walk along the beach.
The tide collides with my bare feet, crisp and chilling as ice.
Foamy waves climb higher and higher, blocking out the glaring sun.
Seagulls squawking and swooping close to the ocean only at the last moment to come up again.
The water seems to be endless, as far as the eye can see.
How breathtaking it is I can't even begin to describe.
Sands as soft and warm as a blanket that has been occupied for hours.
The sky as blue as an iris, freshly picked and brought to you.
If only I could live this beautiful dream.
If only that wish would come true.
Thank you for reading my poem!
I will update again soon.
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Wistful Winds ~ A Book Of Poetry
PoetrySit back and grab your tea, coffee, hot chocolate etc. and read these poems made by yours truly! Wistful Winds is a book dedicated to poetry, so don't be expecting anything other then that. My poems will very in length; it depends on how I'm feeling...
