Reflections 27 Monday Jul 2015 Posted by Caro Field in poetry ≈ Leave a comment My glasses lying on the beach, The surf and swell, just beyond my reach, But if I look in the mirrored reflection there, I’ll see the surfers up in mid-air. copyright Caro Ness Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading...