Beached Again - Poem by Terry Donovan
I wrote my love a sonnet in the sand
Beneath a lovers' sky of endless blue.
She read it and she gently squeezed my hand
And promised she would always love me true.
She lay back, closed her eyes and soaked the sun,
I sat and eyed the beauty which was mine,
The ups and downs which will forever stun
And thought about a future just divine.
The sun went down, replaced by ev'ning breeze,
We walked and talked the way that lovers will,
Said words we like to hear, we knew would please
While all around the world stood silent still.
But then the tide, it washed my words away.
Short-lived they were as all the love that day.
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