Winter Seas

Waves come crashing to grey sullen shores.Powerful and strong, it breathes and roars.Cascading and caressing each grain of sand,A warm embrace between sea and land. High above, a seagull soars high.Wings of purity it spreads to fly.Battling high against darkened cloud,In a wind that blows fiercely, flying graceful and proud.Poem by Edel T. Copeland