Friday, May 20, 2016

A place where sirens call your name

Kick off your flip-flops and take my hand
Sink your toes in warm sand
In each shell, a story hides
A secret whispers under crash of tides

In the distance, waves are breaking
Wet, slippery rocks are shaking
If you listen, you'll be swept
To where no ship has yet wrecked

A place for which there is no frame
A place where sirens call your name

Summertime is almost here... Get ready for beach reading
Four full-length, captivating novels:
At Odds with Destiny
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