when the sand is soft enough

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Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Delightful, that day, during a quiet walk in the park.

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tiredawaitin': Me? Sun and sand born, before the multitudes had time to outlaw the sun or clutter the sand in throw-away shades of discoloration. What have I? I have age, counted in grains the Gulf tries hard to keep clean, and stir with activity. And that sound you hear is the waves, beating for this windturned heart. Something to smile about, and nod "Yes".