Cote d'azure by Ann Wood
The shore is azure, and children run along it, and I stand and watch them play.The sea is crystal clear, and I can see the fish swimming in it.
On the horizon are fishing boats returning from fishing, and I can hear the song of the fishermen.
The shore is clean and the azure waters of the sea crash into it, and the children chase the waves.
The seagulls circle over the azure shore, and make a noise, the children run away from their noise.
The sea is crystal clear, and the sun reflects in its mirrored waters.
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2023-07-27 at 01:15
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