Treasure Island

Secret Agent

(9-10-95 / Australia)

Water


Water washes over my hand
Water slips away like sand

Water trickles down a river
Water slides just like a slither

Water is patient and knows when to wait
Water doesn't mind if it shows up late

Water falls from the sky in tears
Water wipes away wasted years

Water can die and live again
Water can squash and pry and bend

Water has been here in the beginning,
and water will be here until the end

Water is reliable
Water is a humans friend

Submitted: Wednesday, June 02, 2010
Edited: Wednesday, June 15, 2011

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  • Jaycob Hardie (2/17/2014 1:09:00 AM)

    This poem is really great! I really enjoyed reading it and the use of poetic techniques was spot on! I recommend this to everyone. (Report) Reply

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