Adam Pfaff

(Round Rock, TX, USA)

Waves

A wave crashes against the northern shore
A tear falls from the sky, a rain begins to fall,
Wettening these days of hallowed yore,
The sun clears up your eye.
As surely as the weather changes,
And the seasons do the same,
I can tell you this most surely,
The rain is calm and tame.

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