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| Category - Places | | A Poem from the A Bit of Jersey and the Shore Collection | | The Wave - Viewed 976 Times | David Devaney
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October 05, 2002 |
When the only thing in life’s a wave
and the next one and the next.
The troubles and the worries fade
no longer we’re perplexed.
When the ocean rises with the wind
and the tides are running high.
The only vision that is seen
is the ever changing sky.
When the surfers come to congregate
along the coastal shore.
Their church and pews are on the sea
as breakers constant roar.
When old and weary strangers trek
for miles to the sea.
Their worries and their troubles fade
with the ocean running free.
When children frolic long its edge
and build sand castle walls.
The wave will quick demolish them
as each of us recalls.
When crabs and clams do hunker down
below the roaring surf.
And sea grass elbows in the wind
as salt invades its turf.
When treasures and great pleasures come
to all who dip their toes.
There are no troubles in this world
as each wave ebbs and flows. | | © 2002 David Devaney |
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