24 May 2012
Tide is in
Salty air
Lingering
Just hanging there
Sun is bright
Fishing boat
Ice cream van
A happy note
Cobblestones
Beneath my toes
A secret place
Everyone knows
Lovers stroll
Holding hands
Sea of blue
Golden sands
Someone writes
A lilting rhyme
O what a way
To pass the time
Tide • Opuss № I