Streetlights Are The Palm Trees The Asphalt Is The Salty Waves Seagulls Fly Overhead It Is True The Cold Bitter Wind Is The Warm Salty Ocean Breeze The Store Ahead Will Be Our Ocean Pavilion Or Beach Hut And We The People Are Wading Through Our Asphalt Ocean How Cool Are The "Waves" Against My Ankles
*~Marian~
My Aunt Martha Told Me That I Could Imagine The Parking Lot As An Ocean Because We Saw Some Seagulls Flying In The Virginian Sky!!! :) ~~~~<3 She Also Told Me To Come Home And Write A Poem About It!!! (: ~~~~~~~<3 Please Enjoy The Inspiration!!! (: ~~~~~~<3