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
Copyright © Luann Pfost | Year Posted 2013
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