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Lift me up on the crest of the wave,
Let me ride home safe to the shore,
The joy I feel when I am borne,
Weightless on the water,
Will be with me evermore.
The music of the sea does not falter,
The song of the sea does not fade,
As I hold the conch shell to my ear
The echo of the sea remains.
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©Denise G Allen, 08 November 2014 11:44
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09/11/2014 at 2:10 pm
“The music of the sea does not falter” … sweetness to the soul.
blessings ~ maxi
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12/11/2014 at 8:02 am
Thanks Maxi. I do miss the sea. Not only the sound, but the salty smell!
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09/11/2014 at 6:19 pm
I miss the music of the sea. Lovely poem, adee. 🙂
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12/11/2014 at 8:03 am
Ah, AD, I know just what you mean.
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10/11/2014 at 6:10 am
Very nice Denise, this poem has a smooth “flow” to it..
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12/11/2014 at 8:05 am
Thanks Jake. In my mind’s eye I did visualise a calm sea.
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14/11/2014 at 4:15 pm
Denise, a stunningly beautiful poem!
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