Marion C. Fitzgerald Poems

I love the ocean when it is blue and serene
I love it when it's angry and the color turns green
I love it when the tide is high and cresting
I love it when it's low and resting
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We sat by the window my grandmother and me
She in her rocker and I on her knee
Her shining gray hair brushed neatly on top of her head
Mine was all tousled being just out of bed
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I came to the Waters thirsting to talk
It was a beautiful day, I went for a walk
I saw the sun on the ocean, how it glistened
It came to me I needed to see, to feel and to listen
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