Stains
Lying on the beach waiting for the tide to roll in
anticipating the chill over my feet
I think back to his sweet voice calling my name again
the last thing he said rings bitter sweet
He said I never meant to lead you astray
may will be together some other day
Then the waves came rolling over me
washing away all the pain
Someday somebody might want what’s left of me
after washing away all the stains
…all the stains
Grabbing up sand that slips though my finger tips
that falls back steadily to the ground
I can still taste the salt that kissed my lips today
so maybe next time I won’t be around
There is no more leading me astray
as long as I hold on to this beautiful day
When the waves came rolling over me
washing away all the pain
Someday somebody might want what’s left of me
after washing away all the stains
…all the stains
© Etha Walters
07-27-2010
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