poetry, writing

Springs

Sandy bottom and crystal clear

Never seen fresh water so beautiful.

Pale greens, aqua, to a brilliant light blue,

Amazing as I swim across,

Looking down, how far is the base,

It looks so close, but just out of reach,

Grasses flutter in the flow,

Fresh water fish swim to and fro.

Chilly at only seventy-two,

But refreshing through and through.

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