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: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading...