A Beautiful Place

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By April Mae Cinq-Mars

As I stepped onto the white warm sand, Walking along the crystal blue ocean, holding his hand Feeling the ocean mist on my face… I thought to myself What a beautiful place! We found the perfect spot, and sat on our blanket, taking in the sea air sounds of waves breaking along the shore Relaxed our bodies and soul As the hours just went by, You could see the sun slowly dropping from the sky As the sun got ready to set, it looked as if resting slightly on the ocean, As colors of reds, orange, and pink filled the sky, magically nature was in motion and in that breif moment, it looked like a beautiful work of art on a wall, As the sun continues to fall, Being swallowed by the ocean's wave's, as they rolled high, Soon the moon will light up the night sky. Overwhelmed by this breath taking work of art the artist, Mother Nature, painted for me and my love I could not help but to shed a tear for it's beauty, was amazing

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November 30, 2006 23:48Mrz. Chris Brown The 1 And Only!

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