Low tide spits pale foam
Blue crabs scatter and hole-hide
From four romping paws
Excellent work. Looking forward to reading more!
I like the visual, very playful. Exactly how it is when I walk on the beach with our dog
Beautiful!!!
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I like the visual, very playful. Exactly how it is when I walk on the beach with our dog
Beautiful!!!