The Bridge

The creek sings softly,

as the water slides over moss covered rocks,

in its neverending journey to the sea.

Boats bob slightly in the harbour,

and seagulls glide aimlessly over their sails.

Beyond, there is just blue,

for miles, until the sea touches the sky.

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