The Tide Is High
The tide is high,
as I look at the water and
I wish I could take my troubles,
and throw them in the water.
Leaving the tide to carry them away,
far to the middle of the waters.
Yet knowing that this can not be done!
But it does leave wonder,
as to the imagination.
I see things floating,
wishing that this is my trouble that
I thrown to the waters.
just a floating passing piece of bark.
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