Tides Poem by Barbara Crane

Tides



Life is an ebbing tide
pulled
to
and fro
by some greater hand
death comes
and life falls away
black
white
the colors of life
and death
preserved only by our
memory

Friday, February 27, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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