- by Jon Moore
Splashing crashing
On the shore
At the door
To Neptune’s lore
Ships that sailed
Rest in the deep
Off this reef
Known by Indian chiefs
But now it is calm
Rocks hide below
That’s what sank them
So long ago
Inviting the ocean
Marine layer’s in
Folks stroll, dog balls roll
Some come down to take a swim
Midsummer daydream
Under overcast
Things never what they seem
Change and time both past
Right here today on the Bo Bay
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