Pelicans and Gulls wing the sunny blue sky
soaring upon her mighty winded breath

The sea spray, her breezy fragrance aloft
over forever changing dunes, timeless wrinkles

Her hair waves in sun sparkling curls
the surf’s tongue swells, lapping the beach

some-days, deblume blooms, but today,
nothing more than a quarter’s worth of a sand dollar appears

White sand, a sign of her kind and gentle side
Mother Nature kissing Padre Island’s shore

 

Art~

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have a beach’n day

 

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