Overwhelmed
Waves wash over me
One after another
Sand shifting beneath my feet
I stumble backwards
Regain my balance
Start forward again
Another wave
The tide gains strength
The waves grow higher
But I’m getting stronger, too
Learning what to expect
Brace myself for impact
When to stand firm
When to relax
And let myself be carried
By the currents of the sea
To places I don’t know
Unfamiliar lands
That I’d never have
A chance to see
If I’d fought each wave
And tried to stay
Where maybe I’m not
Meant to be
About Me
- Angelique
- I'm a wife, a mother, a daughter, a sister, a friend, and an employee, among other things. I'm also a singer, a writer, a reader and a dreamer. I've been married to my wonderfully supportive husband for more than a decade. He's nearly as responsible for my writing as I am because he encourages me and takes care of things while I take the time to write.
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