Pardon me, don’t think me rude
But I was wondering if you could
Turn and look at me again….
You see I’m thinking that the sun
Got in my eyes; I couldn’t see
Or else a wave washed over me
As the blue of sky and sea
Became confused in my periphery
And as I blinked to clear the sun
I looked again….but you were gone
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Janet Martin
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