Books and Brains: Ramblings of an anxious writer.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
The Beach is My Pot of Gold - a Poem and a Collection of Fantastic Items
I followed the rainbow as far as I could,
but it stretched out across the ocean
to places I could not reach.
But where I stopped was sandy and cool.
This place, where land and sea met
was better than any pot of gold.
It was the beach!
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