At the Seaside
~Robert Louis Stevenson
When I was down beside the sea
A wooden spade they gave to me
To dig the sandy shore.
My holes were empty like a cup,
In every hole the sea came up,
Till it could come no more.
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2 comments:
Looks fun, I can't wait to come!
Miss Liv...You are so pretty.
Love Nana
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