Tidal Waves Eventually Die Down, Too
Fame or faith?
Don’t go making a big splash now
Mama doesn’t want my clothes to get muddy
But I live for the artistic little splats
To decorate my shoes and bedazzle my pants
Occasionally, they mark my face
With battle paint for the invisible wars.
Only I know about them
Well, me and some other kids
I think even my baby brother knows they’re happening
But he’s still too little to really know.
It’s funny ‘cuz some voices say that I should
Make a big huge splash in the puddles
Or the lake or the whole ocean
But I know that the voices will remember
To come get me, even when the ripples fade away
And all the world forgets.
About the Creator
Emily Dickerson
Hopeful and young, full of love. From my heart high praises are sung. For this reason I am here: to love and serve and bring all souls near. <3
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