So many days,

Counting each one tires me,

going through tens,

easier

but still remembering each louting moment-

each afternoon wasted.

 

And if I forgot,

then hades makes a visit

till I recall her heat.

 

At 4000,

friends joked about receding sands

and waves that never crash again,

 

crash?

how about never even wet the beach,

Damn, how about never show themselves

it’s the same ocean.

 

So,

with Daughter opening her door,

starting her life,

what advice would I have?

 

Don’t forget the ocean.

 

 

25 December 2008

Dave

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