Crashing Waves
I am no longer the shoreline
swept up in crashing waves of time
where memories reside,
and dire dams of water
collide within a tender mind.
I am the moon pulling the tide.
Written 5/24/20
Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2020
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