Coming

There on the beach stood a boy. As he looked out upon the waters he saw far into the distance the sunlight reflect upon the glass of a bottle. It's bobby up and down upon the waters caught the sun ray once in a while and he could see it was coming in on the tide.
As it would bob up and down , to and fro it's progress looked almost hopeless . The boy busied himself with other things . Then he would remember the bottle and look out to see where it was now.
The waves would crash into the beach . Sometimes leaving sea weed and shells. Drawing back with great force and coming in again , sometimes to take back what had been left before and leave others in it's place.
The bottle he knew would eventually come to the seashore, just when he did not know.
He just knew it was coming.