Ebb and Flow
Precious words, Ebb and Flow
Some will stay, some shall go.
Here a feeling, there a touch
Some bring hurt way to much.

Here a kiss, there a dream
Some that heal, more than they seem
Here a poem, there a song
Ebb and Flow, never wrong.

Here a memory, there an embrace
Each precious word, you can't erase
In my mind, they Ebb and Flow
What will I write next?
I will never know !

Judith Engstrom Edgerly