Robert W. McCarthy Poems

Calmness lies near the sea
Gentle breezes calling for thee
Air tastes burgundy
Sure of what i see
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Feel the chillness,
lying wrapped against your skin?
Remember, quite soon,
Once again,
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Played this game so long ago
What would i throw
As the silk bellows
Air softly follows
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Until the rush of spring
Makes it's yearly trip
Springtime winds begin erractic and fickle
Then briskly in oppostion
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As the day begins to close
It's dark enveloping shape
Covers the sand, once again
It has a chill within it's soul
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Things are anew
Chores been done
Bright and shiny
Shimmering like glue
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Heed the advice
Which comes our way
Memorize the instance
Carefully scrutinizing intricate details
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