/   /  By Emma Birches
Stone Soup Magazine
March/April 2003

By Matthew McDaniel

Will a friend float here
among the waves that swell, and flow,
and break upon the rocks
like music for the soul?

Will a friend swim here
among the whales that jump, and dive,
and hide down in the depths
like love within a heart?

Will a friend fly here
among the gulls that wheel, and cry,
and use what they can find
like children in summer?

Will a friend walk here
among the crabs that race, and run,
and fight for tiny caves
like men finding new realms?

Or will I sit here,
among the winds that swirl, and blow,
and sprinkle sand on me
like snow on a cold day, . . .

Alone Matthew McDaniel

Matthew McDaniel, 13
Loudon, Tennessee

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