Ebb and flow, waving goodbye, waving hello.

So the sea goes, ceaselessly.

Old feet on fresh sand.

The water no longer running red.

Memories crashing inside his head like waves on the shore.

Creaking knees bend, arthritic hands dig into the ground.

One old tear trickles down weathered skin.

He will never visit again. He thinks of those who never left.

He waves at the sea and the sea waves back.

Goodbye to one more brave soul.

This land claimed them all in one way or another.

So life goes on ceaselessly.

Ebb and flow, waving hello, waving goodbye.


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Copyright Sue Vincent

This is a response to the Thursday Photo Prompt – Waves curated over at Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo. Click on the link to read other stories inspired by the image.

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