I was out one day walking, along the glad sounding shore,
Gathering pretty seashells, and watching the seagulls soar.
To the left were lofty mountains, touching the azure skies,
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Beautiful write. Now i know the secret. Give him another chance next 4th of July. You never know where the new bend will end.
Like a bloom that closes its petals, at the first sign of rain, For when it begins showering, there is no more warmth to gain! ....super couplet; fabulously written; I enjoyed