The force of the waves smash the,
rocks, with a rage. A old man,
is standing there, remembering,
the times when he would sail on,
the seas. Now all he does is,
watch the waves come and go
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A refined poetic imagination, Edward H. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.