Dec 2014
Staring out in the Ocean,mistaking calm waves for a storm.
Waiting for the next wave the world is going to throw at me. I stay ready.
Its all so mysterious, like the rain when its Sunny.
Waiting for the next wave the world is going to throw at me. I stay ready.
Its all so mysterious, like the rain when its Sunny.
I have this picture of me on the jetty, it inspired the whole poem. Ocean, Sunny wordplay for me two names.
