A walk along the sandy beach
Could not put memories out of reach,
The summer's day, though warm in hue,
Refused to still all thoughts of you.

The waves pounded rhythmic refrain
That splashed your name over again,
Strong winds blew thoughts of you along
With gusty blasts of sea- soaked song.

The seagulls screeched it as they flew,
And said I'd not get over you,
There was no place for solitude
In Nature's raucous interlude.

A seashell coated like a pearl
Could not keep you outside my world,
For as I held it to my ear,
Your name echoed hauntingly clear.

 © Aurora Antonovic

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