Waves
Waves crashing against the shore, slap, slap, slap… Slap one upside the head and inside the thoughts will roll around and position themselves accordingly. Keen are the sense and the nose that smells all there is in life to be inhaled. Calm are the fingers that smooth out the wrinkles of my soul. Joyful are the eyes that gaze upon the world and each one is greeted and met with fervent enthusiasm.
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just thought, Not long to go now until someone’s off on a nice holiday :9 lol,
i doubt i’ll see ya before ya go, so i just thought i’d pop in to say have a good one eh :)
Dan x