Winter Sea by Julie Cahill

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The sea where we live reflects winter sky

It’s beauty abounds but we don’t question why

We just build it up with our ‘oohs’ and our ‘ahhs’

We write out our feelings sitting warm in our cars

We don’t critisize as we watch the waves soar

We don’t harshly judge or give each wave a score

The beauty you see is untamed, therefore true

And we don’t mind it’s colour as green, black, or blue

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