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The Sounds of Ocean Waves
When in doubt
Alone
And lost
Within myself
I sit down
Sometimes
I lay down
And take my mind
On a trip
Down memory lane
To a place
That was magical
Unbelievable
As I was experiencing it
That very day
And I was
So happy
Just to see
A big body of water
For the first time
In my life
That will always
Be special to me
Reasons why
When I’m down
This memory
Is my go to
That always
Bring a smile
To my face
Remembering
The ocean waves
At night
The sounds I heard
Coming through
The balcony doors
Of the ocean front
Hotel room
The breeze
The seagulls
Pestering me
For food
The mornings
The tug boats
Pulling containers
Under the rising sun
The water
The feeling
Of trying to swim
As the waves
Came crashing
Up against the shore
But most of all
The people
I was surrounded by
My personal tour guides
Gave me plenty of sights
And laughs
And even
Buried me in the sand
What a wonderful
Beautiful place
Spending time
With
Loving people
That’s
Dear to me
How could I ever
Stay down
When I have this…..
Lovely memory
That always pulls me through
The sand
Alone
And lost
Within myself
I sit down
Sometimes
I lay down
And take my mind
On a trip
Down memory lane
To a place
That was magical
Unbelievable
As I was experiencing it
That very day
And I was
So happy
Just to see
A big body of water
For the first time
In my life
That will always
Be special to me
Reasons why
When I’m down
This memory
Is my go to
That always
Bring a smile
To my face
Remembering
The ocean waves
At night
The sounds I heard
Coming through
The balcony doors
Of the ocean front
Hotel room
The breeze
The seagulls
Pestering me
For food
The mornings
The tug boats
Pulling containers
Under the rising sun
The water
The feeling
Of trying to swim
As the waves
Came crashing
Up against the shore
But most of all
The people
I was surrounded by
My personal tour guides
Gave me plenty of sights
And laughs
And even
Buried me in the sand
What a wonderful
Beautiful place
Spending time
With
Loving people
That’s
Dear to me
How could I ever
Stay down
When I have this…..
Lovely memory
That always pulls me through
The sand
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