The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to — Pat Conroy, South of Broad
The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to — Pat Conroy, South of Broad
The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to — Pat Conroy, South of Broad
The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to — Pat Conroy, South of Broad
The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to — Pat Conroy, South of Broad
The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to — Pat Conroy, South of Broad
The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to — Pat Conroy, South of Broad
The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to — Pat Conroy, South of Broad
The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to — Pat Conroy, South of Broad
The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to — Pat Conroy, South of Broad
The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to — Pat Conroy, South of Broad
The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to — Pat Conroy, South of Broad
The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to — Pat Conroy, South of Broad
The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to — Pat Conroy, South of Broad
The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to — Pat Conroy, South of Broad
The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to — Pat Conroy, South of Broad
The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to — Pat Conroy, South of Broad
The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to — Pat Conroy, South of Broad
The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to — Pat Conroy, South of Broad
The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to — Pat Conroy, South of Broad
The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to — Pat Conroy, South of Broad
The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to — Pat Conroy, South of Broad
The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to — Pat Conroy, South of Broad
The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to — Pat Conroy, South of Broad
The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to — Pat Conroy, South of Broad
The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to — Pat Conroy, South of Broad
The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to — Pat Conroy, South of Broad
The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to — Pat Conroy, South of Broad
The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to — Pat Conroy, South of Broad
The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to — Pat Conroy, South of Broad
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The tide was a poem that only time could create, and I watched it stream and brim and makes its steady dash homeward, to the ocean.

— Pat Conroy, South of Broad
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