Am I like the seashells on the sea bed,
Completely invisible?
Am I like the footprints on the white sand,
That wash away with the waters?
Or like the ocean waves,
That always ebb away?
Maybe to you.
But to me,
I'm like the roaring tides,
Getting stronger with every step.
I'm like the tall palm trees,
Taller than everyone else.
Like the beaming Sun,
In an idle world.
I'll make my presence known.
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Digging Deeper
PoetryCuddle up in your bed with a cup of hot chocolate because this collection of poems is sure to make your emotions swell - whether it be happiness or sorrow, utter randomness or something quite to-the-point. So join me in this unplanned journey where...