Don Pearson

Rookie - 15 Points (12/01/1950 / England)


I lived for years in a deep dark cave
Where the flowers never grew.
Then I moved here to the world’s end
Where the screaming seagulls flew.

I found myself by the swirling sea
With crumbling cliffs of sand.
Surf that is neither sea nor air
Lies between water and land.

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