Standing at the mouth of the bay
When fogdogs descend from the sky
Her soft but summoning song
Joy to sailors blown awry
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Author:
Jerry Reynolds (
Offline) - Published: December 5th, 2020 14:30
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Comments4
Thanks Robert
Great words well woven Jerry
Thanks Michel and Audax
Good words Jerry.
Andy
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