Heaven Sent
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The seagull waits patiently
On the fence post
Oceanside of the last wave of
Longing
Peering in the beach-bound
Cottage, toasty fire at twilight's
Glimmer
Wine glass rising to frosted lips
He wonders if humans understand
The wind ways or do they
Imagine what life is like
A bread crumb away from
Heaven.
~ Laurence Overmire
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