BY HENRY A. KENDALL.
The tide is in, anon is out,
Nor lingers at the turning;
And man, as restless as the sea,
Its thriftlessness is learning ;
Two busy brothers gathering in,
And having gathered, spurning.
The waves bring pearls upon the shore,
Yet on the shore no pearls there be :
For fortune varies ebb and flow,
And with the waves’ monotony ;
For hopes, like pearls and shells, come in,
But with the tide go out to sea.
Good Morning Gloucester 
Really nice, Mike. The shot is extraordinary, and the poetry adds poignant words to your photography. You are uniquely expressive.
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GREAT, GREAT Photo !!!! The angle you took of the statue is perfect. damm good job Mike.
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I love looking at your post joey…. Hope to se yopu soon, George
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