Past thoughts

• Elyce Maguire, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2004

Along the shore i walked, alone
Thinking of the sad past
Wondering what would arise
The sand moving gently, as if being blown by a breath
Waves reminding me of happier times
Playfully running over the plains of sand
My heart bleeding with sorrow
For my love will always be
Under the thundering clouds
The raindrops silently fall to my feet
Making my mind free of worry
But in grief when i embark.