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I walk

Alone

Along the shingle

Of a springtime sea

 

I twirl my feet

And toss my hair

And a smile plays upon my lips

 

The sun warms my fingertips

And the raindrops cool my brow

And I feel the wind's salty kiss

And from the distance,

A childs lilting voice.

 

I feel of the sand

And the breeze

And the air

And the rain

And the spray

And I dance

Alone

Upon the shingle

Of a springtime sea