. . . TO THE SEA I ROAM
By Rodney Rountree
How often down to the sea I roam;
(Poem #11 from "Poem Time Capsule")
Down where sea and sand combine,
And magic leaps where moonbeams shine.
There where echoes come to life,
And mix with sea spray and star light.
There where foam and seashells play,
Amid the fragrance of the sea -
And to the place where winds blow free.
This is where I often go. . .
To see how it is - that I should grow.