The Wave Poem by Vera Sidhwa
The Wave
The Wave
I sauntered along,
With the breeze as my friend.
The torrid rains,
Were about to fall.
I wandered ever so slightly,
At the edge of the grass.
It became my home.
It became my status.
I skipped along the pebbles,
For they became my friends.
I had made friends with,
The breeze, the rain, the grass and the pebbles.
But that torrential blue and white wave,
Knocked me down.
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