On The Brink

Here we are on the brink

For what I do not know 

A mysterious adventure

Or clandestine meeting

Just open the book and see

For the story awaits

  
My daughter-in-law Alexa enjoying her giant crab legs in Panama City Beach, FL.

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About sandrabranum

I'm a philosopher, dreamer, poet, writer -- not necessarily in that order -- and I get to write it all down and share it with the world thanks to the Wonderful World Wide Web!
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2 Responses to On The Brink

  1. JL Stratton says:

    A great poem. Wow, those crab legs look great. reminds of my homeland in the Northwest.

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