The Tides Are High

The Tide Are High

The tide is high,
as I look at the water and
the banks.

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.

But looking,
just a floating passing piece of bark.

| Copyright © | William Darnell Sr. | All Rights Reserved |

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| Year Posted 2002, 2013-19 |

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