carolbuckles (carolbuckles) wrote,
carolbuckles
carolbuckles

Under Sail


I hear the splashing of the waves,

I feel the tingling of the spray,

I feel the way the sky behaves,

 

And I think I’m lucky to have this day.

 

c1966 Carol Kerr [Buckles]


Tags: ping pong poems
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