When the passing waves are weak,
Knowing only what you seek,
Could be a million miles away,
Could take tomorrow or today
When the passing waves are strong,
You can't help but hold on,
While on the journey of a life time.
Always on the look out for that sign
When the passing waves are mild,
Then comes alive that inner child,
Flamboyant, Loving and care free,
Remember what will be will be
Jennifer Don (c) 2010
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