I Craving Poem by S.W. Clark

I Craving



I craving for a mist o' sea,
or ocean faring blue.
This craving be unceasingly
compelling me to you.
Pass this off to your little ones
don't let them taste the sea,
bid them dwell on dreary land
lest they end as me.

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