It Starts

It starts with a sensation,
Something like a hunch,
To stop what you’re focusing at,
And to search some place far.

You catch the captivating sight,
Of the waves crashing at your feet just in time,
And then it unfolds into a beautiful picture.

You hear laughter,
And then they appear,
But you know it’s just a dream,
Because some moments are just gone forever.


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