Summer of Change
The summer after graduation
is like watching shimmering
waves kiss the sun beam sky.
And for a moment
it looks like the wave
would stay there,
suspended within the air
always reaching for the sun.
Then the moment is over.
Waves come crashing down.
Salt water entangle
with beads of sand.
And I'm left standing
there wondering
what the future
after this summer
of change will be like.
Will I touch the sky
or will I crash?
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