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

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