The Taking Tide

February 2, 2011
The soft sand seeps
Between my battered toes;
As I walk along the endless coastline.
The cold wind rouses the sand;
And makes it roam along the water.

The clouds cover the sun;
And the evening sky turns gray.
The wind leaves the ground;
and bursts through my hair.
Making it dance around my cheeks.

Water washes around my feet;
Making them feel new.
The tide rolls among my ankles;
The icy sting refreshes old memories.

I watch as the water crashes;
Onto the sand.
Leaving behind shells and rocks;
Only to take them away again;
When the water crawls away.

Like hopes and dreams;
The shells are taken away with the tide.
And replaced with something
More beautiful.

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HazyeyesThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Feb. 8, 2012 at 5:51 pm
i agree with the message of this poem and i really like it, though i think it could use a bit of editting w/ some of the word choice
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