Issue: "a sense of place"
imprints
of our bodies
in wet sand
emptiness filling
with the water from which
we are made
if you should
happen to drift
away
I will still be holding
onto the lifeline
of your hand
A Cherita Lighthouse Award
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Thursday, September 03, 2020
The Cherita, Book 39, June 2020
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