Monday, January 25, 2016

At The Sea~Side

At the Sea-Side

When I was down beside the sea

A wooden spade they gave to me
   To dig the sandy shore.
My holes were empty like a cup.
In every hole the sea came up

   Till it could come no more.

My Favorite Poem As A Child...I Read His Poems Again and Again....

I was born in Monterey, California, at an Army Base...Ft. Dad always said, we were born at a dog, all of us the story goes...but back to the poem, maybe that was why I had an affinity to this particular piece of poetry, always just stuck with me.
Have any you would like to share?

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