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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365665" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Beached Morning</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365665" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Steel grey above; <br>We tripped the silver beach<br>At some crisp, splintered morning<br>Traced beyond our line of reach, <br>We breathed the fluted air as if<br>In some remembrance<br>Of dreams once dreamed, let slip and tossed<br>Beyond deliverance.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365665" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And rivulets of cold did etch<br>Stark patterns in the sand, <br>While silence tugged at rock and pool<br>To spill their contraband; <br>I stole for you a morning shell<br>That caught the coloured sun, <br>But dreams and shells once dreamt and thieved<br>Mist over, every one.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365665" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The sea will lap the sandbar<br>The sand catch at the foot, <br>While we, so lost in wonder<br>Are as children, waking up.<br>The dream we live is lonely, <br>The plans we build – like sand, <br>The shell sparks at the sunlight<br> And I reach for your hand.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365665" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">29 April 1986</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=David+Lewis+Paget">David Lewis Paget</a></strong></div>

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