Ashes

It was in the ebb
And flow of the tide
The gentle waves
And the now gray colour
In the heart -like beat water body 
With the wind gentle 
And the soft rain 
That I placed his ashes
I watched them float
And fly 
And dissolve 
And sink 
Lost in the ebb and flow of the tide.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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