Monday, August 2, 2010
Sunday, August 1, 2010
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it gently wades in and out
slowly polishing the sand
clearing footprint dented land
smoothing out the mothers voice
chiming in with calming tones
he flows in and out of hearing
making silence overbearing
he swims out and floats a bit
comes back when im in need of him
but only helps as much and never more
encourages with spray to hurdle on
breaks apart the clogging calm
breaks with gentle power on my mind
makes me think what time is left
and how far i have to swim
get a move on gentle one
back and forth til morning end
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