The Sandbar

April 4, 2008
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her gentle waves clean the shore
Her warm sand hugs our feet
Boats and ferries pass us by
She protects the critters that live inside of her
Her soft breeze tickles our faces
She shades her guests with her surrounding trees
She looks after the Mississippi River
Her presence makes us all amazed
Because she’s my sandbar





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