As promised: the love poem written by my son
5 Tides Out of a cold tide a mile alee I dredged the Jellyfish King And, while you studied the clouds, I gingerly cradled him to shore lay the writhing seawater balloon in the smooth sand at your feet and While I, grinning, rode two great turtles like a catamaran running aground And fanned my fin... Sign in to see full entry.