At season’s end
Rides packed up for hibernation
Ocean hugs the shores without interruption free reign unto itself
Wistful wanderings along the boardwalk
Another season gone
Collars up locals snuggled in deep
Summer scarfs will no longer do
With Holloween in the wings
Fall has come to the beach
With the winter next in line
PR
10/28/14
thoughts and entanglements 
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