.
When his ship sails
past the edges
of the sea
she waits, a beacon
in one hand
while with the other
she lovingly rearranges
every little pebble
on the beach.
.
(c) 2014 Betty Hayes Albright
.
(photo from 2008)
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When his ship sails
past the edges
of the sea
she waits, a beacon
in one hand
while with the other
she lovingly rearranges
every little pebble
on the beach.
.
(c) 2014 Betty Hayes Albright
.
(photo from 2008)