sea so sweet i ran my fingers through the sand these times come again when i pretend to forget i say nothing delicate kite torn these memories keep coming back to shore secrets crystal clear when the tide disappears history all exposed re-paint the walls and floors unlock the doors and show me yours these memories keep coming back to shore -Writing on Waves
This poem is a reminder of the memories come and go like the ocean tides do. From time to time, you may be reminded of something in your past, re-discovered like it was washed ashore.
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