Crashing.

Swift, strong-

Faltering.

Smoothing out.

A wall of ethereal

shades of sapphire and emerald,

Glowing orange in the

flames of sunset.

A ivory crest of immense

power and strength

The crisp breath of

the salty sea air.

A gentle hand,

sweeping the shoreline

Kissing the

Washed-in shells

A whisper, a scream,

forever saying the World’s prayers,

forever wishing me

goodnight.

Waves By Emelie Hamrick, 6th Grade

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