Friday, April 11, 2008

The Ocean Poem

In case you didn't read the last post, this poem I wrote like seven years ago.


The Ocean

Walking along the beach's shore,
You remember times years before.

Watching the sun set low in the sky,
It makes you start to silently cry.
You put your hand to your face and dab an eye.
With a look of longing, you sigh,
And you know this is where you want to die.
Such a beautiful place, you don't want to say goodbye,
But you do, and you wait for the sea's reply.

The waves crash and water tickles your toes,
The ocean wishing you a peaceful night's repose.

You know the drill. Don't copy this without quoting me, because then I'll hunt you down, hold your pet dog hostage, and put nails on your driveway....