About The Change
Take me to Marina Beach,
Make me comfortably seated there
At the edge of the Bay.
Do let the sea breeze strike my face,
Waves will crash at my feet
I must register those sounds,
I have to compare the sound of the roar of the waves
With that, I had heard many years previously;
Maybe I can detect some change,
There ought to be some change;
Let me mull over this aspect.
My hearing is not as sharp as it used to be,
You were with me then as you are now.
You can help me,
You can help me detect the change.
Wednesday, April 7, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: thought