Fisher
you go out with the tide
i wait on shore
tend a low burning fire
it would not do to start a blaze
just now
when the tide turns twice
i will rise, brush the sand from my hands
and meet you at the high tide line
accept your gifts of fish and shells
as another would accept roses
and a box of chocolates
for a little while
add driftwood to the flames
as we eat the fish
arrange shells in magical patterns
of hope and safe journey
wait together for the outgoing tide
Very nice ..... I think I even hear the tide.
ReplyDeleteDon't know how I missed this. Major MoJo, JT. Wowzers!
ReplyDeletethank you both. you missed this, Mr. L, because you were proably playing your new drum and it drowned out the sound of the waves. You're forgiven.
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