Nautical Nostalgia Poem by Sandra Feldman
Nautical Nostalgia
I miss the Ocean,
It's salty spray,
All the emotion,
It may convey,
The dancing waves,
All tipped in white,
And the seagulls game,
As they cry in flight.
I miss the Ocean,
But I miss you more,
As Stars weave dreams,
That won't come ashore,
For they are made,
Of the wind's ocean spray
And so much of our World,
Is thus, blown away,
For when Love is gone,
What's left to say?
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5/1/2024 5:03:18 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Love this poem Sandra - beautifully written. PH seem to have cocked-up again with their modifications. I am unable to access any messages now, so apologies if you have sent any and think I have neglected to reply.