Beach Day

Ocean waves
wash over wounded hearts
left bleeding
and in many parts.
The tide crashes down
filling the earth with sound
and for once all is well
in this cozy, personal hell.

Summer breeze,
gentle to the touch
fades away,
never saying much.
The wind must carry on
singing its own song
and leave behind its ghost
to those who need it most.

© Autumn Siders 2017
Beach Day

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