I hear the tides call out to me,

somedays that take me back to my younger days,

when, I sat looking out to the sea,

my heart on those tides, I wished if only I could be as free.

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They were beautiful summer days,

And, somedays when it drizzled, I could swear it was the tides that splashed so free,

upon my form, for I loved the beautiful breeze, that carried it far from the seas to me.

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There was not a day when I didn’t wish for the day to end,

As I sat waiting for the tides to come to me,

But then, the flights of the seagulls brought on the sun set,

And I knew it was time for the tides to rest,

to highlight a setting not to be missed.

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I wished to fly on the wings of those seagulls to reach another place where the tides remained as free.

-shobana-