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Friday, August 03, 2007

Poetry Friday - At the Sea Side



At the Sea-Side
By Robert Louis Stevenson

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.
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The Poetry Friday Round-up is at The Miss Rumphius Effect

1 comment:

Karen E. said...

Lovely!