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She turned with the tide

written by: Joyce Butler

@joycebwriter

 

As all eyes lay sleeping
she walked from her bed
There was no concealing the choice in her head
Each step brought her closer to cold peace of mind
'My fight is now over' she thought 'I must die'
The sun glowed a hallowed path over the sea
so easy to follow
her tears set her free
'I'm so tired of fighting' she said, deep inside.
Then wading in gently she turned with the tide.

Joyce Butler

Joyce Butler

I'm 41 years old. Mother of 2 from Waterford, Ireland. I work full-time as a Clerical Officer. I love to write poetry, micropoetry and short stories when I have time.
I was shortlisted for the Atlantis Short Story Prize 2015 and I've written the first draft of a book.
Joyce Butler

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