I am the unkept waves
crashing at every edge of land,
over and over
until the end of time.
I am the Twitter bird
that harbours opinions;
popular and unpopular,
after a day of debate.
I am the bedsheets that welcome you with open arms
after a day of surprises, miracles, and tragedies.
I am the blueberry swirl you can’t wait to try,
but I am the shark that pounces
when its boundaries are crossed.
I’m your old iPod
stuffed with nostalgia
that calls back to Sunday mornings
at Grandma’s house.
I am everyone’s favorite gatorade,
I am the baby blue sky everyone thinks they see;
but only a select few stay awake to see my true colors.
I am the carpet that welcomes new feet,
and I am the sea
that borders every mass of humanity,
waiting to welcome the next wave or surfers.