Walking on the beach
November 25
Skies above are grey
Sea below alive
A raft of sea lions
Is idly floating by
Seagulls land to watch
Score a meal on the sly
Eagles cry from sky and trees
Hummer's buzzing dive
In spite of freezing storm
That threatens our house to rive
Agates glisten on the beach
Clams as fossils hard
Bedrock juts like giant spine
An ancient land, a shard
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