The Little Girl and The Ocean

standard August 19, 2009 4 responses

She stands on the sand and begs me to take her to the water. Moments later she howls when the ocean laps at her feet – even from the safety of my arms.

I take her back to the sand and she stands there again, staring at the sea. The call is strong. The fear is stronger. One day she’ll win. She’s that tough.

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