Standing along the seashore
holding an urn containing
the ashes of mistakes and regret.
The foamy water crests
beneath my feet as I say farewell
to these cremated memoirs.
Pouring their ashes
into the wind to drift
along the seas.
Making a vow
never to return
this place again.
May 31, 2014
May 31, 2014 at 11:41 AM UTC
Standing along the seashore
holding an urn containing
the ashes of mistakes and regret.
The foamy water crests
beneath my feet as I say farewell
to these cremated memoirs.
Pouring their ashes
into the wind to drift
along the seas.
Making a vow
never to return
this place again.
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