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My Shades… – Notthedane56




Cool was I
sitting there
clothed in my shades
catching some rays
wanting, wanting
to hit the surf

The Midwestern prairie
with amber waves of rolling grain
awaited me and my board

me and my board, and my shades

I held my finger up
testing the wind direction
the oats and the wheat
rolling thunder in the October Skies

“Surfs Up”, I yelled
as I grabbed my board and ran
and ran, and ran

Dagnabbit! I cried

Low tide again…….



This short story is the work of Notthedane56. You can find a lot more of his poetry, fiction and humor on his main site Everything in and around Denmark and on his new blog My House at the Sea.  



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