Every morning he walked along the beach
Some days he found things normally out of reach
There were things washed out to sea from the shore
And things that fell from the sky making a mystery even more
But today he saw something in the distance on the shoreline
That seemed out of place in the sea and it hadn't been kind
The closer he came the more he was intrigued he was about it
Until it was apparent it was a body breathing and coughing a fit
He ran to the body and saw it was a woman in an air hostess uniform
And he pulled her out of the surf putting his coat on her to keep her warm
The next thing was to phone for an ambulance to help her revive
As we waited for the paramedics she woke and screamed, 'Don't let them'
The ambulance attended with the police and she went to hospital
And it became apparent who she was and her identity in total
She was a hostess from a flight that disappeared from Kuala Lumpur
The problem was she lost the memory of the lost three years before.
© Paul Warren Poetry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Many things are out or reach. Many wonderful happenings happen around us and we do not become able to know. Walking along the beach every morning a man of course feels wonderful moments. This story poem of science fiction expresses wonderful thought.10