She whispers my name... Only I can hear

Friday, September 01, 2006


Carolina hurricane
Sending me more than just rain

Far away in my upstate NY home I feel
A touch of ocean – salt and spray so real

Like sand in my shoes
September winds bring news

Of distant coastlines enduring gale
I am 8 again, seashells, plastic pail.

The river was right – one thing may have come to an end
But there is always time for another new friend.

Thank You YK

Peace Out

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