The sea was in all its beauty
Waves came rushing in
The sand between my toes
Was as walking in snow
Reality is this
Life can be like the waves
So don’t be knocked over
As you ride those waves
Stand firm and be confident
There is no sand beneath
only solid ground.
copyright 2016 Roxann A Harvey
Inspirational! I love your poetry. I could feel the sand between my toes as I was reading this…unfortunately, our sand here is grittier than the gold and white sands of the islands…I was imagining the lovely sands of Jamaica and Antigua and can’t wait to return.