seventh wave

You ride six waves which are OK,
the seventh is just great,
you mess it up and go away,
that’s life, accept your fate.
But later there will come a chance,
one time in forty nine,
when waves are great and you enhance
their greatness and define
the moment as the greatest one
you’ve ever had. It’s rare
as shares you might choose not to shun
to be a millionaire.

This poem was written/submitted by gershon hepner.