Heaven's Sea Poem by Cat Hodgson

Every morning it's a trip to the Sea.
To watch the ships as they flee.
Oh Bessie can't you see,
He's never coming back to thee.

In the storm his bow did rip.
That's when he made his last trip.
Her mind just won't let it be.
It's his face she longs to see.

At the old bench is where she'll see.
The love she's lost..
On Heaven's Sea..

 

Deuteronomy 30: 11-13
 
Cathy Hodgson © 2008

Dedicated to My mother, Bessie Deneca