Thoughts of the Island

 

Where is the swimming gear,

Lost in the packing of summer clothes from a season gone by,

Now reminded by the tulips and the ever-growing lawn,

Needing my attention.

 

My soul longs for the island and its flags.

Drying on a salty evening sun.

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