Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Poem 2

When I am having a bad day I just close my eyes
And go to a place where there is never a bad day

I see Twelve winding through Duck
I see the massive beach houses that line the road
I see the wild horses roaming the beach
I see the Black Pelican
I see the Corolla Ace Hardware
I see the Harris Tater
I see the Currituck Lighthouse
I see the sun setting over the sound
I see Wings after Wings
I see the Ben Franklin's
I see the peach house on the sound
I see my heaven
I see the one place that truly makes me happy
I see the OBX

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