Comes gently lapping upon the shore.
It leaves behind a memory
Of times so sweet yet are no more.
A dream upon an ocean wave
Repeats its message or’e and or’e;
Retreats into eternal bliss
And stills the heart unto its core.
A dream upon an ocean wave
Brings sands from deep its oceans floor,
Each grain a blessing from above
Receding through the ocean’s door.
A dream upon an ocean wave
Like early morning’s frost – a hoar;
Takes back the early memories
Of times so sweet yet never more.
- Written June 14, 2009, inspired by memories of my daughters' childhood days on Fripp Island, South Carolina.
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