May 12, 2009
By Hannaleiigh PLATINUM, Kittery Point, Maine
Hannaleiigh PLATINUM, Kittery Point, Maine
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I was three years old, smiling
The morning you lead me down the beach at night
in my softest attire
and left me when dusk carried the sandpipers
footprints away
I stayed there for quite some time

I grew up between the sharpest of ledges

and spoke to myself on most nights
The fishermen always wondered what I was up to
But I was in a sundress
And what could I do in a sundress?

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