Here is my latest poem. I hope you enjoy it!
Sand Dunes
They remain as fine works of art
Not shaped by any human hand.
No wind or rain has erased them
Though they were only formed by sand.
Each one is in some way unique.
No two are exactly the same.
Patterned with lines, hills and valleys,
They are creations with no name.
Beaches with countless grains of sand
Stretch far and wide under blue sky.
Sand dunes stand after many years
And outlive all who wander by.
Dunes are long waves of moving sand
That form when wind and time combine.
For dunes to become possible
Forces of nature must align.
Though dunes seem very delicate,
Their wonder calls year after year,
Ready to warmly welcome all
Who visit them from far and near.
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