Waves Poem by smol mad rad cat
Waves
The waves crash and roar,
As they break endlessly upon the shore.
The waves tug at my ankles and then push me toward the sandy beach,
I run, laughing, just out of their reach.
The waves bring up a sunset, gold and copper shell,
It whispers of secrets it will never, never tell.
The waves are a savage, stormy gray,
The seagulls screech and the herons play.
(4/? /2011)
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