A Walk by the Sea
From a Dream on a Full Moon's Eve
Mother and me,
Took a walk by the sea
And along the sand
For shells we scanned.
While Daughter and I,
Watched the seagulls fly
Just out of reach
All along the beach.
All alone I walked
As silently we talked
Just Mother, Daughter, I, and Me
Taking a walk beside the sea.
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Mary K Brackett
Mary Brackett is a novelist, poet, & award-winning short story author. She has authored and co-authored articles for magazines with her husband and is currently writing a series of novels with her talented daughters.
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