The waves crash

Just like any other day

Some harder than others

Some so small you can't see

Maybe you can see but not feel

Measurements of how high they go

Not so predictable

Some with patterns

Others so random you don’t know what to expect

Waves may be high but you must know

It all depends

Be prepared for both

Hope for what kind you want

I see both waves in sight

I find peace with the waves

The fascination of patterns

Though the waves may be high, you must not fret

It’s part of the cycle

Part of the wave