Ocean Breeze
Haiku about a walk on the beach
By Cheryl E PrestonPublished about a month ago • 1 min read
Photo by Matt Hardy on Unsplash
My nostrils breathe in
The scent of the ocean breeze
My bare feet rejoice
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Cheryl E Preston
Cheryl is currently pursuing a Bachelor of Science in Psychology. She enjoys writing about current events, history and baby boomer nostalgia. Tips are greatly appreciated.
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