Smooth like a slice of banana the sun
Slipped through the summer sky
Tossing white sail boats on the deep,
Emerald blue sea floated by.
A lone sea gull cried out with valor
On the pure true blue shore.
In the soft sand pearl seashells washed up
To keep forevermore.
By the rim of the water from a tidal pool
A shell peeked out.
Children played ball and
Blue waves and the sun's yellow rays danced about.
Close off shore sunny islands shined
Like broken shimmering white shells. (like San Francisco, CA)
Lovely roadside wildflowers
Were as peaceful as golden church bells.
The crashing blue ocean to this bright,
Treasured majestic shore rolled.
We stepped barefooted around a sand castle
While the beach we strolled. Memory>>>>> San Francisco Califo/rniaA May 1979 is like a white castle seashell that crashed ashore now broken up in shells galore, the shell glistens in our sunshine by Gayle Marian Honora Sweeney Doherty, Mrs Glen A (Sweeney then) and Winchesters Now Gayle and Glen June 6,2024 *+++* D Day + and him Glen A. Doherty beaucoup de dream bateau moi + samari, too......impressive undaunted imagine that! USA USA USA thank you Sri LankA with USA! Boycott Pepsi... Not Cola >>>>>>O>>>>>> Seagull and Beachball Painting by Linda Gebhart...no Cliff for her and John Gebhart ++++***Le CLIFF = THE Great Spirit's Cliff =/...>>>> my name is Sweeney not Doherty ever June 28,2024
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I would like to translate this poem
A fine day out! I suggest that it's a bit long to have as a single stanza. I find it easier to read poems that are divided up into stanzas, just as prose is better with paragraphs. It makes it easier for the eye to keep track of where I am.