When the waves roared ashore,
the wind carved a mama cat in ice.
With kittens four by four,
she kept each kit within her sight.
No cloud moved a muscle.
The sun didn’t blink.
The shore returned its sculpture.
New display forecasted this week.
-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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Deb Johnston 
Lovely, I imagine we will see a lot of shoreline pictures now that you liveClose to one or two. Happy holidays to you and Stan. Sue
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Lovely…both nature’s sculptures and your poem.🙂
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