There was sand on the ground,
Blowing all over in the strong
Autumn winds as Aeolus
Exhaled his mighty breath.
The sun rose in the sky as
Helios pulled it with his
Chariot over the bright blue sky,
Illuminating the autumnal landscape,
And the changing leaves on
The beach trees.
The lake produced waves as
They calmly swept
Against the shore,
But then Aeolus blew,
And the waves crashed against the rocks,
Making giant splashes of water
Fly all around the air.
Sea gulls flew,
Cawing and laughing their silly songs,
Looking for whatever food
They can smuggle and forage.
In the water was a lone
Glass wine bottle with
A cork in it,
Floating aimlessly in the waves,
Coming closer to the shore.
In the bottle was a note
Proclaiming SOS,
Which declared that someone
Was in need,
As he had been for several days.
Will someone get this note?
Who knows?
The bottle has been in the
Water for two weeks,
And the man's ship had
Long since sunk.
Whether he is alive or not,
No one will ever know.
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