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the fisherman and his wife

she waits on the shore
while he goes to the sea

the full moon comes
the seagulls fly on the horizon

he arrives and hands her
a basket of fish
with a follow-up kiss
then he whistles
as he ties his boat
to the coconut tree

then they both go home
hand in hand together

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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