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 © Maria Mortimer | Year Posted 2023
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