Tuesday, December 8, 2009

The Sea

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When I was down beside the sea,

A wooden spade they gave to me,

To dig the sandy shore.

My holes were empty like a cup.

In every hole the sea came up,

'Til it could come no more.

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Anonymous said...

I loved these pictures and the poem. Looks like you guys are having a blast!

Really cold and a little icy here in Pampa, no sun yet. Well there is a sun it is just so overcast and yucky.

Keep having fun!


Amy said...

Aw. That makes me happy. What a great post!

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