Waves
Waves do stand true to your heart,
And its blue refraction, true to your eyes
I am sand, I envelop you in every space
Creeping up my shore
Cose enough to the sand castle, barely knocking its doors down
Then receding
Out of grasp, out of sight
Never out of mind
But always back a new day to start again
This poem is about:
Me
My community
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