Mar 2018
The waves.
They come and go,
As if they have no clue
Of what to do.
They carry away,
And they bring.
A dubious song to sing.
Double minded
And ever changing.
But isn’t that the nature
Of waves?
They come and go,
As if they have no clue
Of what to do.
They carry away,
And they bring.
A dubious song to sing.
Double minded
And ever changing.
But isn’t that the nature
Of waves?
