Tides Poem by Rebecca Navarre
Tides
When the world stops, and time
seems to have died, And all you
can do is pray inside. As tears
slip to the tides. As we wait,
hands held tight. And cling,
to the ever moving light.
Time dies a little and waves move ahead. Tides of life sea we feel amazingly. Ever moving light shows us path to heaven. An interesting poem is very well penned.10
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Hi Becca, The power of prayer.. When the world stops, and time seems to have died, all you can do is pray inside Well written.
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