Foreign Wonders

December 15, 2008
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Dark blue house tops
with tiny dew drops,
that go with the pale white homes.

Nothing you'd rather do
but to stare into
the wonderful view
of Greece that is oh so few.

Smells of toated pita bread of which dipped,
in humas that has been freashly spiced.
Even though delicious Calamari is their delight.

The waters of the beaches are clear and blue.
Breezes of air so fresh and new.
The waves travel, seemingly forever,
the desire to leave is a never.





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