Staring out the window while rubbing the shell necklace in her hands.
The beautiful and powerful ocean lapped the shore pushing shells onto the beach.
The clouds of fluffy white flew lazily by as she waited for the day her man comes back to her and they could laugh and sit by the ocean together.
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Poems of a Color
RandomJust thought I would put some of my poems online, there not themed or in any particular order, there just random. Hope you like them and pleas tell me witch one is your favorite.
