The driftwood waiting patiently

The varnish gone

Worn by the sea

Moving calmly with the swell

Where is it going

I just can’t tell

How did this driftwood come to be

I'd like to know

I'd like to see

I’d love to know a little more

Of where it was

What was it for

It drifts with such serenity

Now whispering

Goodbye to me

I smile as it drifts out of view

A simple thing

For me to do


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