The breeze picked up
your words were carried away
by the gusts. My heart on the beach alone
as we continued to walk, I remained
jealous of the wind
holding your words so close.
© Ali Grimshaw 2017
The breeze picked up
your words were carried away
by the gusts. My heart on the beach alone
as we continued to walk, I remained
jealous of the wind
holding your words so close.
© Ali Grimshaw 2017
flashlight batteries - Ali Grimshaw 
I really liked this! You are a gifted poet!
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Thank you Ann. I appreciate your feedback.
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I remained
jealous of the wind…
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Thank you Kirsten. It is always great to hear your reflection.
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Oh, so beautiful. Conjures up lovely images.
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Great poem & you have an amazing blog!
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Thank you Jay. I appreciate that.
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