I'm glad you found this bottle with my message tucked inside, that I had cast, so hopefully, into the cyber tide. I was hoping that somebody would discover it one day, and tell me, to what neighborhood, the bottle made it's way. Did the current send it to a far and distant shore, or did the wind transport it to a neighbor's beach, next door? Did the bottle venture to a foggy cove or bay, or to a tropic island where it's sunny every day? Was it picked up by a rhyming seafarer like me, who happened to be sailing on the boundless cyber sea? Was it found by somebody, either young or old, who was in pursuit of that illusive pot of gold? Whatever you are doing, and wherever you may be, kindly let me know your town, your state or your country. Then put a note into the flask, and send it back to me, with your thoughts about this site and about the poetry.
This bottle traveled, on it's long journey, all the way from Des Plaines, Illinois, USA
This is your first chance to send a note back to me.
It really is a small world, and thanks to the internet, it's getting smaller.
It's the only one we have. Take good care of it.
This is another chance to send a note back to me.
This is your last chance to send a note back to me. wil_yum@geocities.com
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