By The Sea - Poem by Barbara Stahly
I sit in my cottage by the sea
que sera sera, whatever will be
The blue green water is beautiful
to behold as it comes and goes
leaving its frothy trail behind.
I feel so safe in my cottage by the sea
nice and warm with my cup of tea.
Que sera sera I'm as happy as I can be.
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