My beachfront is in my living room
or on a mountain side or the middle
of a busy city
Easy to hear the ocean waves
and feel the sand between my toes
as I walk along
Occasionally the fog rolls in
It is like my quilted sky
under the covers
I look up and there it is
It is what I study
I know I can make this
I know what's in the middle
I know what's on the outside
I see the stitches that put it together
I want to be part of this
and it will always be a part of me
copyright december 4,2010
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