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Living in the city
is having no fresh air to breathe.

Take me back
to the jetty, the dock.

Take me back to my childhood

Where I can dangle my feet
and thoughts can fly.

Turn concrete to sand and people to birds.

Cut the noise of the engine, and listen

to serenity.

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I miss living by the ocean!!!! Nothing like it.

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  • HugsForEveryone
    June 14, 2008

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    Omg I miss living by the ocean too!!!
    Wow now you made me miss it even more but a great poet can make a reader feel anything!
    This was very nice, I loved how you took everything from the city and replaced it with something nicer. This was very well done, I liked it a lot. Nice job, keep penning!
    "Where I can dangle my feet
    and thoughts can fly."
    Why, it is wonderful being a child, isn't it?

    ♥♥♥♥♥
    ~Pandy


  • maralisa silver member
    April 22, 2008

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    Where I can dangle my feet
    and thoughts can fly.

    Turn concrete to sand and people to birds.

    Cut the noise of the engine, and listen

    to serenity.
    There is something so peaceful about watching the oceans move wonderful poem thank you for sharing this with the group.


  • Swan song gold member
    April 2, 2008
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    My sentiments exaclty!!! Well done here


  • just mercedes gold member
    March 30, 2008

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    Easy to identify with this, the remembered simplicity of childhood pleasures and life measured by the everpresent ocean.


  • GirlAnachronism
    March 30, 2008
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    very peaceful, serene. thanks for entering!

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