I dropped the ball
And It broke into a thousand Islands.
I let it fall:
Total destruction of our highland plans.
Rough waves remind
And ravage crags, savagely created.
Sand wraps and binds
Where grand mountains were formerly slated.
Floods fill to sky
Assuring completed separation.
Animals die
From procrastinated long duration.
No words spoken,
I bend knee and say I'm truly sorry.
Simply broken,
Yet your smile beaches to nights starry.
Changed vacation,
New plans for beach camping and tides to roll.
Hug sensation
Into warm "ok"'s and cuddled sips full.
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