Jar

A jar full of secret hopes and dreams,
dances upon the bubbling froth,
right on the edge of a timelessness.
Buffered by the ebb and flow,
it now resides with broken sea shells,
lost among a million grains of sand,
patiently waiting to be found.

©️ 2016 Mother Wintermoon

Cheers to dVerse and Björn using the word “jaras our prompt.

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