Waves
The sand feels so good beneath your toes,
The great vastness of the ocean, it shows,
That in the scheme of all this, you are but a grain,
Of sand being buffered around by the waves.
As the water laps up, caressing the edge,
You wish it could cleanse out your head,
But in the end you know it will save,
As your head sinks beneath those caressing waves.
By J. Barrett
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