The waters seem so wide,
stormy and turbulent;
the wind blows cold
and the salt stings my eyes
But if I keep my head up
and ride the peaks and troughs,
I will be able to breathe
and will stay afloat
Aye, the waves will roll
no matter what I do;
it is up to me to swim
and roll along with them.
(original poem by me)
stormy and turbulent;
the wind blows cold
and the salt stings my eyes
But if I keep my head up
and ride the peaks and troughs,
I will be able to breathe
and will stay afloat
Aye, the waves will roll
no matter what I do;
it is up to me to swim
and roll along with them.
(original poem by me)
(Photo courtesy of Green Clouds)
1 comment:
Beautiful poem. Thank-you for sharing your words and talent with us.
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