Ocean#
05-10-2025
I want to see the ocean,
away from all the gray and noise,
next to blue as far as the eye could see,
to listen to the calming waves,
to feel the seaside breeze,
and to be carried adrift,
washed upon the shore of happiness,
where there's nothing but blue,
and the sound of her joyous laughter.
... And on your birthday, may you find the ocean,
away from all the gray and noise,
to see her smile as bright as the blue,
to hear the laughter louder than the waves,
to drift with joy and never lose your way,
washed upon the shore of happiness.
— a birthday gift from An, thank you for being such a great friend and this absolutely awesome poem.