Message in a Bottle (Poem Only)
A poem about acceptance and moving forward
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Message in a Bottle
Each low tide day, in pre morning,
we left our heart prints on the sand.
We waited for our baby bottle.
Today we saw your message land.
We spied you in that weathered vessel.
You rested in the shallow tide.
Lost behind your perished label,
where foamy whispers go to hide.
We heard your pain in peaceful rhythm,
felt your essence lost at sea.
Battered as those wretched waves,
weathered false delivery.
In this bottle, poems uncorked
were pirated from our pleasure, but
seeing you safe on sheltered shores
still touched us with your treasure.
We hold this gift in fragile hands,
reflecting life and light off glass
You show the path towards the dawn,
that sunsets too shall come to pass.