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Florida Keys

Sept 1973

A Letter from paradise

The sun started it all

coming up out if the dark Atlantic

bringing warmth and light.

The gulls were the first to wake

flying out to sea in search of breakfast,

even below the waves things changed

the hunters left for deeper waters

smaller fish darting out of their hiding places

seemed to dance and play in the now sunlit waters.

The day began

I woke from my dreams of you

to go into another fantasy world.

Like Alice thru the looking glass

I broke the surface of the water

and joined the fish as they played

hide and seek in their little play area.

Gliding down a carol head

I stopped to watch a banded shrimp playing on a sea fan

a turtle, startled by my presence

disappeared like a gray shadow into the distance waters.

feather-dusters darted back into the safety of their homes.

A manta ray, flying through the water

like some giant bird from years gone bye

glided slowly past.

Undulant butterfly fish

reflecting sunlight like tiny jewels

schooled above a carol head like a living chandelier.

Like Alice, my dream had to end.

Out of air, I headed for the boat, another day gone

The only happy thing about the days end

is that it brings me one day closer to you.