Brat Farrar (bratfarrar) wrote,
Brat Farrar

poem by me: untitled

down by the sea--
i long to be
there again,
with the wind
and the salt
and the funny little birds
that run along the surf
in search of crabs
and other small things to eat,
and the endless sky that stretches out forever over the

o, i love thee,
my native wooded land,
you of hills and farms and growing things;
you have my heart,
ever and always,
my bones, my breath--
but the sea sings softly in my dreams
(ever and always).
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