Friday, May 2, 2014

Friends of the Sand

My friends are quick to speak
My friends are slow to listen
My friends are quick to become angry

they blow in the wind 
like sand on the shore

sometimes taken with sadness
sometimes taken with joy

I, the sea shell
once filled with life
now dry as the sand

by Kayla Jentes

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