He casts a wave upon the sea
It swiftly flows for all to see
The tender thoughts, the doubts, the fears
May come and go amid the tears.
They try to float, but yet, they sink.
It was not as was thought
As roses bloom amid the trees
Their beauty weakened by the weeds.
As sunshine, water, soil do try
The roses wilt, as if to cry.
After reading these now I realize that they were probably my first attempts, and could use some more . Who knows, maybe I'll get back to them once again.