Water ripples across a clear fountain blue, <br />Pennies the wishes of a new yesteryear, <br />The waves of the ocean washes its tide, <br />Taking with it the sands of oysters still, <br />The ocean deep, the blue as dark yet, <br />Getting darker, the ships of yesteryear living with regret, <br />The water only remembering the cutting of the ships, <br />As they cast over their nets. <br /> <br />Water falls from a sodden sky, <br />The shape of the tears to gather with the tide, <br />The deep of the water: silk to the skin, <br />Shall bury itself deep into the sands of time. <br />The tides of the ocean with its bare seas cries, <br />The forgotten memories of another time, <br />Telling its tale of each fisherman it brought with its tide. <br /> <br />Each teardropp of rain the clouds bring with grey skies, <br />Shall dampen each sunshine ray, <br />And with joy bring a rainbow to shine, <br />The rainbow in joyous colour opening up the sky, <br />The clouds forgetting each tear it had fallen from the sky, <br />Opens up its gaps, the sun's rays spreading wide, <br />The stillness of the water once again reflecting the light.<br /><br />Paula Glynn<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/memories-in-water/
