They walk around in the beaches of life
gathering wood and searching
looking for a partner
so together they can create a boat
to share their love
Once the one has been found
the ship building can begin
until it is ready to be launched on love's high seas
where it should belong
Once in a while a storm will arise
and their vessel be put under threat
the strongest will survive
the weakest will break up and sink
the occupants washed ashore to begin again
The strong ones may have children
who will grow up upon the deck
only when they are old enough will they be set ashore
to begin their own search
They walk around in the beaches of life
gathering wood and searching
looking for a partner
so together they can build
the perfect relation-ship
i love how the first stanza and the last connect the generations and repeat most of the words. the part about the children not being put ashore, until the correct time, is nice also. unfortunately the weaker ones [weaker relationships] will often have children as well. you are an example of one such child (i think) who did not drown (completely) , but is still treading water and from time to time making steady headway in life, especially with your poems! this is another fine poem to go into MyPoemsList AND to go into my/our November A showcase for PH poets, Section B. thanks for sharing, my friend. now, go have a whoop-dee-do red-shirt and blue-tie week. bri : :) :)
Gathering wood and searching life in beaches is amazing expression of daily common life. To buildup relationship together is too nice and wise.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ya know, i JUST figured out why you typed relation-ship instead of relationship. brilliant! ! ! :) bri