BY THE DEEP BLUE SEA

A walk down the street.

Fragrances so sweet.

White cobblestones line the way.

Here is where I want to stay.

Away from the madding crowd.

A place where I can be proud.

To call my new home.

I don’t need a phone.

All I need is a soft bed.

To lay down my weary head.

The fishermen’s cries will wake me.

For my day by the deep blue sea.

VICTORY

VICTORY

Victory comes in many shapes.

In many forms.

It can be loud.

Or quiet.

In color.

Or in black and white.

Whatever it may be for you,

It will have the unique taste of victory.

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