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The radio wavered in then out of frequency
birds hovered in clusters above schools of fish
one or two gulls escaping skyward
beyond those cliff top’s into the blue
waves of water foamed into rocks beneath
occasionally reaching that second platform
where they would lye out the day
resting in pools, content with their lot

Yet boats passed by
the water slowly evaporated
birds moved in search of another bounty
as she sat
staring into Saturday
with its white capped water
asking her  to wave
to participate
to smile