Love Poem: The Little Wave
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Written by: Robbie Brusberg

The Little Wave

Once the North wind made love with the sea


and a tiny little wave soon came to be


Father Wind would guide him as he grew

His Mother was the sea he traveled through

and as they brought him closer to the shore

each day he would grow a little more

and safe within the arms of Mother Sea

He imagined just how big he'd grow to be

The handsome foam that formed upon his crest

was among his mothers gifts that he loved best

and the harder that his Father Wind would blow

the larger and the stronger he would grow

One day a fearsome sound came to his ear

an awful sound that filled his heart with fear

he feared something he couldn't understand

when he saw the other waves crash on the sand


He wept as he drew closer to the shore

for it seemed to him he soon would be no more

He cried and cried, "Alas! Oh woe is me."

with mortal fear of what was soon to be


When his Father and his Mother heard him cry

they told their weeping wave,, "You will not die."

"There is a gift you must deliver to the sand

then simply return to our love where you began


You'll sleep a while with Mother Sea, and then

Father Wind will guide you once again