Grief at the Beach

Grief at the Beach

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A short poem about how I learnt of my Grandmother's death while on a trip to the beach with my school.
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SHE SAW BENEATH HIS ACT AND HE HELPED HER BE WHO SHE WANTED, PUTTING ASIDE WHO SHE WAS UNDERNEATH. LIFE IS LIKE THE OCEAN. IT MAY BRING YOU LOST THINGS READY TO BE FOUND, BUT IT WILL ALSO TAKE THEM AWAY FROM YOU AT A POINT AND YOU WONT FIND THEM EVER AGAIN. ALTHOUGH, THE MEMORIES WILL STILL BE THERE. THIS IS MY STORY AND IM HERE TO SHARE IT WITH YOU. THE WAY I FOUND AND LOST THE MOST AMAZING TREASURE AT THE BEACH. JA' 4-9-12 ❤️

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