Shuning's Birthday Poem

Note: This is the poem I wrote for Shuning's birthday. David wrote the last stanza though. (Thanks!) Hope you like it, SN.

Feet dangling in turquoise blue

And the late autumn chill comes sifting down

Bites, nips at her ankles like little fish.

She looks out to the sea, where all

Are in their sluggish dreams, dripping with honey lethargy

All but the lone seagull who

Kept screeching like a blithering idiot

Until, tired of the monotony, flies away

And silence settles like a heavy blanket.