"A cool autumn breeze Caresses Trinity Bay. Coaxing the waters to gently roll along, to touch the shores of Long Beach. The sun is setting, Glistening of the shoulders of the tide Preparing the cove For another Peaceful night The gulls take flight, across the waters. Seeking a new resting spot. The dory's , not yet sheltered for the winter months Strain to stay thier course The warf upon which I sit Is steady; As the rock upon which it lies. Is a front row seat to watch the lords creation The mountain peaks Gently roll as the waters beneath Being here is a new journey to me Such wounders never have I seen before Brings envy from me To the residents of Random For the lord created man from his image. Surley this place is an image of heaven. "   Submitted By: NULL