by David Foley

Created on: December 14, 2008   Last Updated: June 18, 2009

Cape Cod

Ah the tantalizing tease, on the mere memory,

Of the warm Cape Cod breeze. The Flowing Pines,

the Seven Sand Bars that bask in the Sun,

Bluefish having fun, as they rustle in the run,

And Gulls swoop down, in hopes of catching one.

Sun-Sets ablaze with the Reflection of the Rays,

On the rippling water of the Bay. Ah Ti's a warm

Feeling, in the Heart of Harmony and Contentment,

Of the Red Barn and me.

The Desolation of an Oceanfront in December,

As The Beachcomber rolls In, reclaiming the Sand,

So in Demand.

Sand Dunes on the Lower Cape

Forever changing Shape

The image of The Outer Most House, lost and Gone,

Through the Sea's Endeavor but the Memories will last Forever.

The Endless Hours floating upon a Raft

On a warm calm Bay, this is my Play.

These are The Memories of One that has been, come, and Gone,

And will return one Day

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