The Story of the Wave

June 29 1981 A wave who crept upon the shore clutched suddenly at the sand she seemed to cry before she hissingly fled the land Her sister came with increasing roar slashing toward the quiet beach the sand at whom she slashed and tore was within her grasp yet out of reach With the wave, Sand came away with her sister he returned whether next wave he'd leave or stay he was decidedly unconcerned Wave came with tender kiss her sister with brooding hate they dreamt of their past and this left them unreconciled to their fate Wave once was a raging cloud her sister a brooks babbled snore Wave thought the ocean a pleasant shroud her sister blamed the shore