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The Wave (poem)

Updated on February 11, 2013

Along the shore a little boy does play

He builds his castles in the crystal sand

So much of life he doesn’t understand

And then came wave to wash it all away

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You see the youth there strolling with the girl

One dream now holds his heart and fills his mind

He thinks that he can master fate assigned

Till wave does claim this vision in its swirl

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A father laughing with his family

He turns to wife his love is in her eyes

To hold all this his life and soul applies

Then with a wave these worries were set free

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So here I stand my memories recall

Until the wave takes me to join them all

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      Faith Reaper 4 years ago from southern USA

      Aw, now don't join them in the wave! Seems so sad, thinking of past memories.

      Voted up ++++ sharing

      God bless. In His Love, Faith Reaper

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      Devika Primić 4 years ago from Dubrovnik, Croatia

      Memories are worth being recalled to let go though not always easy to forget.

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      breakfastpop 4 years ago

      Beautiful and sad....

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      Deb Hirt 4 years ago from Stillwater, OK

      A beautiful work, indeed!

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      Jo Alexis-Hagues 4 years ago from Bedfordshire, U.K

      Beautiful; but with a touch of melancholy. To everything there is a season, I hope your wave is a million miles away.

      Another gem.

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      Nithya Venkat 4 years ago from Dubai

      Beautifully expressed waves of memories to be washed up to be joined once again with ones whom you love. Voted up.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 4 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Voted up and awesome. Loved this. Made me think of the song love letters in the sand that get washed away with the tide. Passing this on.

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      Ruby Jean Fuller 4 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Life, you described the passing of time so beautifully..Thank you.

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