For Kristen- A Poem
For Kristen Waves lap along the shore stealing sand and leaving more Wet feet imprint as they go Wandering pell-mell in the throes of living, chasing life One wave washes out to sea a shell I meant to glean Leaving grasping hands Empty; sifting sands like an hour glass shaken in haste Slipping, too soon By Laelia Watt