The flowing beauty of the Sea,
A marine poem, Nature free,
The ever, salty widespread breeze,
That white cloud sails, profit with ease.
The memory of a life gone by,
The waves that seem to say goodbye,
My ship has sailed,
Will not return,
The lonely vastness of the Sea
Seems now to cry, softly with me.
Beautiful thoughts, exquisitely penned. Thanks Sandra for sharing.
Yes the sea, somehow it owns our memories and has stored them away in the past behind forgotten waves of days gone by, I relate to this poem so much...you caught the feeling Sandra, great job.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is great poem with fantastic imageries, thanks for sharing, .10