We wish to walk on the sand,   

to view tumbled treasures.

Take what you need, but leave the rest.

Share the trove of the commons.

We came to rest near your shore,    

cleanse away our haste.

Let my waves wash up to greet you,

dissolving the rush.

We are here to renew and refresh—      

to be caressed by lake breezes.

Resent no more—be still for my views.

They travel on the wind and through the waves.

We are mesmerized by the melting sunsets,

unable to look away.    

Allow the glowing orb to calm your intentions—

to reclaim your kindness.

We are humbled by the horizon        

and the presence of nature.

Look around at everything you have—

be free to let gratitude flow.

                                         —Deb Johnston

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I am a former educator, writing in central Wisconsin. When not writing or encouraging students to write, I enjoy lighthouses on the Great Lakes, family campouts, and walking our dog. I am a member of SCBWI. I have a masters degree in education and have been published in The Mailbox MagazineThe Education Center®, The Mailbox®,The Idea Magazine for Teachers®.

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