Foam glistensIridescent,Blown on the windOf salt sprayShards of light Play on the crests of the wavesLike moths to lightDogs runIn and out In free abandonChasing the tideCatching the best of the day.
Running in the slow lane
Foam glistensIridescent,Blown on the windOf salt sprayShards of light Play on the crests of the wavesLike moths to lightDogs runIn and out In free abandonChasing the tideCatching the best of the day.