Quiet Vicissitudes
Quiet vicissitudes on a lonely shore.
Memories fading with age as the family home crumbles.
It sits alone, abandoned, on it's now private island as the ocean continually encroaches with time.
Nothing left but photographs to prove to the world it was here as a storm crashes overhead.
With one final gulp a once happy home relinquishes itself to the watery abyss.
Copyright © Adam Piper | Year Posted 2013
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