a coast gruad ferry leaves cape hatteras north carolina crosses over to the little island with the ponies

oracroke with the green moss hanging from the live oak trees and the little fish dinner where all the friendly people

served us and still to this day

i will never forget

never regret crossing the ocean and sound

on a ferry to oracroke and the bravery of the little island agaist the big ocean and the people their the neat beach cottages and flowers

and great vegtables that I bought and ate tomatoes, corn and watermelon ,potatoes and okra

a real water scape of the faith of a small island

staying there in one place while the little ponies graze on the green green grass

and the blue of the sky and the seagulls white and the clouds white too a large ocean view and the horizon was none just ocean and the setting sun