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Snapshots

by Mara H, Paris, France, Age 13

A crocheted line of footprints,
Weave in and out of the ocean,
Slowly being erased.
Mountains of water come crashing down,
Roll around like silk in the wind,
Making snapshots of memories,
Some recent, some far away,
Wash out to sea.
I close my eyes,
A slideshow of pictures,
Shows in my head,
From the first time I rode a bike,
To the day I entered middle school,
And like wet sand slipping through my fingers,
They sink to the bottom of my thoughts,
And make room for a brand new camera.