For a few nights and days
To visit the black crows
Of Laguna Niguel who call
To me flapping above a certain
Balcony in the sycamore trees
Where I can sit like a pasha
Surrounded by plants and flowers
Catching the sea breeze
And talk with my sweetie
You know who you are
For whom I feel so grateful
She’s my lucky star
And the beach isn’t that far
2/12/17
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