Walking upon the ocean shore, water kisses my

Feet and I listen to the great sea roar.  I turn

To look at my footprints; when in an instance,

The majestic ocean rolls to the shore and my

Insignificant footprints are no more.

Life can be like the mighty sea, we play these

Games, getting our feet wet, learning how to be.

But once again, as we climb the invisible rope,

The ocean roars again, knocks us down, and we

Fear there is no hope.

But it doesn’t have to be like this, we can fight

The roaring waves.  For when they crash over us,

We must be brave and laugh in their face.  

To get along in life you must show no fear,

 face that awesome tide, and put it in its place.

                                       Mary Lacey
                                           2010