Infants Remembered In Silence (IRIS) - Poems

The Wave

Richard Leach

in memory of his grand-children, Frankie and Vanessa Castania

Tidal wave
Heat wave
Sonic wave
Whatever you call it
Here it comes again
We just got past
The first set of waves
Swim fast
Swim strong
Let's get over the top
We have been hit hard
And sure enough
Here comes another one
No time to rest
Even take a breath
It seems we have
Been caught in a
Rip tide
Tossed, turned and twisted
Upside down
We thought that we
Were ready
For whatever comes our way
Here comes the wave
It's just another day

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