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"The Little Ripple" (by Joe DiMino)

The little ripple
Aboard the tide
Went unnoticed toward the shore;

Strayed from his parent wave
Wanting to explore—

See for himself
If truth in chatter
Of seabirds on planks adrift;

Settled on surf for restful matter—
Tired of flying
Their subject would shift

To topics of sand,

Children with buckets,

Digging, carrying, piling, shaping,
Making castles tall and grand—

There was this mystery
He needed to solve—
The saga of seafaring man;
Of boats—whalers,
Captains—bailers,
Great vessels submerged and above—

Waves—ripples,
Children—nipples—

Bloody wars—

Why humans
Kept to the shallow
With love?




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