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A little poem I wrote, inspired by this photo that I took today.
Howling winds of winter,
Tide far out to sea.
A lone man and his dog,
Walks the mud flats in the breeze.
I stop and watch the water,
The ferry channel clear.
Sea water lapping the edges,
Crisp air making a single tear.
Whistling brisk sharp winds
While sunshine is breaking through.
A walker and his mate,
The sea, just me and you.
Nice one Mel. The view is familiar. Is this the start of another challenge?
Something else I have been dabbling with for a little while.. 😉