Through her eyeswe are all drawnin to the oceanto the winterin our baythe storiesshe can tellof times gone byhow the wrinkles formedupon her cheeksfrom experiences long agothe green glass vasecould be brokenin the seaforming hundredsof piecesnew storiesto tellsea glassthat I now pick upon the shoresbecausewe are all connectedthrough timethrough the oceanin our eyesin our heartsin […]
