A Sandy Visitors' Book Poem by Aniruddha Pathak
A Sandy Visitors' Book
When we arrived at the beach
Nigh early in the morning,
The tide was receding,
But had not reached its lowest pitch,
And we waded in shallow water.
And when it started getting hotter,
We decided to leave,
Shreds of memories on the weave,
The sand still with a wet hint
Took everyone's fresh footprint,
Look, a beach with a visitors' book!
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Musings |07.04.2020|
Topic: beach, tide, memories
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10/19/2025 8:44:35 PM # 1.0.0
The tide was receding at early at the morning and your arrival was naturally and wonderfully welcomed. Your arrival on the beach was memorable. The sand with wet hint indicated to have a proper look into and write a book. Visitors left footprints on sand. An amazing sea visit poem is very brilliantly and excellently penned...