MAPoet: On the Shore

On the Shore

I stand on the shore

and watch the lake ripple.

The ducks come and go.

They may drop from the sky

or jump from a spot

right next to me.

I wish I could follow.

Hit the water and play

or swim away.

The wind picks up

and gives me a shake.

As my fantasy fades,

I accept that those things

are not in my nature.

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Sandra Moran Book Club--Lewis-Deoul Aug. 31

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