Monday, January 04, 2021

Washed

The ocean is endless

You look out and see

Blue, through and through


A seagull lands on the water

Glides down to it

Stops its flight


It looks so effortless, you think

The beauty of nature

Nature in all its beauty


Will my life ever be that graceful?

Will it ever be that way?

You watch the seagull a little

while longer


You turn away

You look down at your bare stomach

Your mustard yellow bikini 

bright, in the sun

And let out a deep sigh


There's always tomorrow




 

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