Washed Ashore

Gentle waves caress me
sun kissing my face
I feel so very isolated
where do I turn?
You say you are there I don’t see you
Have I gone blind?
deaf, dumb, dead?
No, I can feel the sun
hear the waves
breathe the air
I talk aloud
nobody hears me
or do they?
I see someone waving
as I am washed ashore
hello new friend
take my hand
I looked into your eyes
I saw me
no longer alone
washed ashore.

Washed Ashore

Angela  Arnold

Joined February 2008

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