Shore and Spray

He sang a song of shore and spray
Along a fence beside the sea;
He took his photos with great care
And looked at them unguardedly

Decidedly, he was unkempt;
But kept great order in his mind —
The shore and spray were all to him
As waves are cruel, so he was kind

But in a boat that never sailed
Beside the sea he loved so much
He’ll sit enraptured with the sound
That is for him
A lover’s

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