| "Prinn Island" By Dave Birns coha@erols.com I remember first meeting you On the shady docks of Prinn Island You were wearing that beautiful self you always do I was young and I saw it through green glass Like the bottles of coke we had for lunch We went out in the rowboat. Remember that? You stuck your hand in the water Causing little ripples in the lake And little ripples in my heart Brain Candy E-Zine has no rights to this story. The rights belong to the author. |
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