Adieu

Standing on the seashore
Looking at the obscure stars.
The waves wash away
My footprints on the sand;
The sun inches towards dawn.
I look at the sea. Endless.
For me as well as those who succeed me.
Soon, the day will wipe out any trace
That this night ever existed.
Only the dew on the grass, and my memories
Its last remnants.

(This was my poem for the college yearbook)