With Friends Like These

A boy, buried to his neck
In the sand by the surf.
His friends laugh,
Pack the sand
Smooth it down
Snap a picture
And await the rising tide.

This poem © Gabriel Gadfly. Published Mar 24, 2009
  
Email this page to a friendEmail this page to a friend


By using this site, you agree to abide by the Site Policies.
This website © Gabriel Gadfly 2009-2012