Long Strand
I watch you cast your line
into the silver sea,
Millions of sand grains
between you and me.
I hear the wispy reeds
dancing in the dunes
On Long Strand
on a sunny August afternoon.
I lie amongst the smooth stones
under the sky.
Where cotton-ball clouds
go sailing by.
I feel boats out at sea
washing waves towards me.
And you and I on Long Strand,
our hearts full of glee.
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