Gull Lace Pattern



Gulls flit and drift
Over, under, between the shiny metal posts
Through the lacy windows
Sea tinged air their wings lightly lifts

Their calls are lost in the sound of waves
Lapping upon the shore
Searching for rumpled sand to smooth
And ____________________________
That’s as far as I got on this one. But the baby blanket is finished! It was finished in time for the Baby Dedication Sunday, although it mostly stayed in the diaper bag. This poem is dedicated to finishing things.

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