Different all are
cannot conceive
some predispositioned
still quelled it may be so

Heart's are as ocean's waves
ebb and flow
peace full glow

Passion's arise such
do the storm's
we wish them not
yet they are the norm

Happy is the calm of sea
fisherman to every
human being

We cannot control
ourselves it seems

Hoping when storm
does come our way
our heart regains
the beat once lost
pulsates with the
tender touch
possessed it once
did have

Uloia Norris Moore

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