Waves Rippling
Ticklish wispy whiskers
I hear your faint whispers
In the breeze of night
Longing to be held tight
At first an echo soft and gentle
Sweetly sentimental
Why do you tremble with fear
That it might all soon disappear
Like a sand castle on the beach
Wash it all away out of reach
Hush hush now treasure today
Keep your worries far at bay
AP: 3rd place 2020
Posted on January 13, 2020
Copyright © Line Gauthier | Year Posted 2020
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