Love Poem: All the Senses Beach Card
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Written by: John Anderson

All the Senses Beach Card

Dear Gran, open your card and smell the dried seaweed, affixed.
Its for you Grandma, to see, feel and sense the beach, now you are too old to travel.
Find the shell and lift it to your ear, to hear the sound of the sea echoing within.
Taste the salt on the driftwood by licking it with your tongue.
Touch and feel the roughness of the sand and shell grit glued to the card.
Smell the pungent dried seahorse skeleton, and dried seaweed attached.
Remember the sound of the waves wafting, murmuring and purring in the early morning mist.
Be touched by the six sense, our eternal love for you, gushing in with each change of the tide.