To capture the sound of beachside morning
is it the gently rolling tide, the occasional wave
crashing over a small jutting point of the shoreline
or is it the wind swirling around the twentieth sorry balcony
a plane flying overhead, travelers headed home from their holiday visit
I sit here enjoying the morning breeze and the daybreak sun
two days after an un-Thanksgiving
thankful for this time in solitude
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