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Beyond
Special
There is something about
The Island that is beyond
Special,
The ever changing weather,
The ocean French kissing us
All around, deer nibbling
The flowers and the garden,
Raccoons stealing the dog’s
Food, the odd bear climbing
The plumb tree, cougars
Staring from the shadows,
Rabbits being rabbits,
And of course the
Squirrels, birds and
Countless insects,
That beyond special
Something that gives
Being alive its magic,
Much like a word from you,
Beyond special.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
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