The Man Who Loved The Sea Poem by Will Barber
The Man Who Loved The Sea
The man who loved the sea
Had hands of iron;
By the time he came back from the sea,
His fingers were rusted to the bone.
No more shall he go down to the sea
In the foggy mornings.
1976
One may take the meaning at least two ways, both of which appeal to this reader. I don't know whether to laugh or cry. Well done, friend Will!
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4/24/2024 9:19:06 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Very powerful indeed! Since he loved the sea, it is best that he went while he could.