Driftwood Poem by Christopher Tye
Driftwood
Driftwood
Driftwood carried by sea and natural forces,
Recycled by nature if we're not there first,
Imagine the history and possibilities,
Floating around the world waiting for land,
Trees washed down rivers to the sea,
Washed up on beaches from who knows.
Old wrecks breaking up in deep oceans,
Overtime sculpted by the waves and currents,
Driftwood just pieces of nature's art.
By Christopher Tye
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6/1/2024 2:59:06 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Natural forces! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.