A storm brew in the distance
Silent waves yet cradled the boat
I knew it wasn't far
They would be dashed to the rocks
The tide kept rising
Submerged the shore
Riding the Waves,they prayed
Deftly they steered the boat
But the storm bore down
Gasping, they resurfaced
I knew it wasn't far
They would never make it ashore.
2 comments:
More water... I like the water, especially the ocean. I've come to miss it quite a bit. Reading your writing makes me miss it even more... even though this one isn't exactly the 'happiest' ... still it brings back fond memories. So thanks... and thanks for keeping the writing coming. Good stuff as always.
Thanks.Glad, my post is a reason for you remember places close to your heart.
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