by Eliana Wagner
I strive to be like sea glass
Smoothed by tides that beat down
Upon me day after day after day
Instead of cracking under pressure
I will be moved by the waves
Learn to rise with the tides
Shine brighter as time passes
Rest quietly on the shore
The salt and time will smooth my edges
Jagged ends will meet and curve
The pressing pressure of the ocean
Will only polish my surface
But some days I'm just a bottle
Laying lonely by the waves
My cap is lost, my neck is cracked
Cast away from calling tides
But every piece of sea glass
Began when it could break
Before suffering wild oceans
Or learning what it could take
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