a patch of sand by the sea
it's just a scrubby bit of land
but it belongs to me
behind that tiny stretch of sand
a river runs along
and all beside the dusty road
the palm trees whisper song
and just in front of my piece of sand
the ocean stretches wide
the sun comes up at the back of it
in front, sinks down at night
I love my scrubby bit of land
it holds my house of dreams
and though there's nothing there but sand
it all belongs to me
-denie
march, 08
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