Waving The Holidays Goodbye Poem by james watkin

Waving The Holidays Goodbye



Sea, does it ebb, forsaken
Of its bright-frothed head?
And bewail, its shore
For summer fled?

Reasons aside, epochs on
Leisure's gold to name
If left to come, more
Seen and heard - same.

Wednesday, September 2, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: childhood ,holiday
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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