Afternoon on the River

I smelled the briny, freshness of the river,

as I walked across the lawn

and stood on the hill

shielding my eyes from the bright

light as it reflected off of the water.

 

Whitecaps~ foamy and abundant

created by the same breeze that

blew my hair across my lips

and sent a sail board

skimming along the water.

© annettealaine-2013
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