Stories From The Carolina Coast

Short Stories and Tales told about Charleston's Sea Islands

Wednesday, August 18, 2021

56. Feel my tide going out and I am too tired to fight against it's pullTonight I'll let myself be pulled out to sea and into the waiting arms of mother ocean and nightI want to feel the warm water comfort me,hold me, whisper to me, sleep,sleep,sleep, inviting me to release the day and embrace the world of dreams as I drift ever farther from the lightR.Sweat Goodnight Y'all

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