Back To The Sea Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Back To The Sea



Come to me,
remember the dawn that is gone.
How I pine in my room all alone.

Talk to me,
when you whisper out loud
about how it died, now I see.

Friend to me,
two suns spinning around.
Looking as one,
twin to all.

Cry to me,
each wave that comes back.
As I walk around,
I look back to the sea.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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