The cove
Deep in the cove,unbeleiving how quiet it was,
I could not understant the emptiness.
Why I even cared,
I could not understand.
I,ve given up it seemed,
in caring that is,
so why did this change anything?
Maybe the tall white crane,
that sat at the edge of the water 'awaiting his fill,
or was it the thrashing tail of the bigger fish ,
obviously dominating his way through the somewhat 'murky water.
I just dont know,
but when I think of that day,
I can remember it ,
as if it were a new beginning.
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