A silly rhyme to accompany her late night foray into the sea for MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie, Photo Challenge 127
Brooke Shaden Photography
Tide carries her toes. No need to touch bottom here.
Current ebbs and flows. Lantern makes her way clear.
A secret only she knows. Skirt is rudder, steer.
Something, in light, glows. Treasure trove is near.
© taleweavering Phylor