Oceans ApartA Poem by streetroseCrashing waves ‘neath ashen skies teardrops slipping from thine eyes Murky depths of silver mist Never needed, but sorely missed Ocean glass and ivy vines An empty seashell broke in twine Seashell shards catch sunshine’s ray The tide will pull the bits away © 2016 streetrose |
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Added on March 2, 2016 Last Updated on March 2, 2016 Author
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