Waves of grief wash over me, Of crashing swirling sorrow; With memories of yesterday, And pain of endless tomorrows. A maelstrom of agony, Awash within my soul; A tide that pulls my dreams to sea, My heart now in its hold. A symphony of ocean songs, Float gently 'cross the shore; Then dance upon the crashing waves, Till they exist no more. The water pounds incessantly, Destroying every dream; Pulling with the raging tide, Now swept into the sea. A litany of sorrow, A tear filled melody; Now swept away by surging tide, In an Ocean Symphony. Allison Chambers Coxsey ©1996 ~ All Rights Reserved |

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