Kathleen J. Shields
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Rolling thunder the waves crashing in,
a light on the crest reminds me of when
whispering daydreams so vivid and bright
with in my dreams a miraculous sight.
Glittering droplets they float in the breeze
like moonlight shining through a forest of trees.
A castle afar set just past my reach
So hard to get to from this fantasy beach.