I've always loved the beach,
to walk along the beauteous sand,
in a dress I think is best,
the wind lifting the skirt
as sea water sprays my legs
and the roar drives the world away.
Just me and the ocean,
the Heavens above,
not one living soul to bother
except the gulls that fly above
searching for that stray foolish whale
that may attempt to beach itself.
Why do whales do that
knowing the gulls will wait
until their rotting starts
and I will walk past
as if I am ignoring it,
but I'm not;
who could possibly do that?
But my picture taken at the beach
with my favorite dress on,
this will be my favorite picture,
because the gulls decided to stay
with the whale.

tyhe images are great, very classy for a beach background
be well and be blessed




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