The sun beats down
The trees grow tall
The water runs
While standing still
Sandy coves
To catch one unaware
While chips go long
Drives run left
Spirits soar
as tempers flare.
What am I?
Guess if you dare.
The sun beats down
The trees grow tall
The water runs
While standing still
Sandy coves
To catch one unaware
While chips go long
Drives run left
Spirits soar
as tempers flare.
What am I?
Guess if you dare.
Currently Researching the Disaster of Pompeii in 79 A.D.
An Empyrean Cycle
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To See What I See 
Nice! I enjoyed your writing.
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Thank you. 🙂
My best guess is your Pissed but you got a smile on your face
Well, someone did. I was just a spectator, but that is not what it is. Good guess though.
How cool!