Always on the seashore

Always on the seashore there is someone waiting anxiously waving a handkerchief in the wind her sweet voice calling more evident than a sunrise the radiance of her smile makes any lighthouse seem so dim Seaman, why do you sail? is it freedom you pursue or maybe just the challenge of meeting the morning tide when your vessel has done it's last voyage rippled every drop of sea you'll find your true horizon in the island in her eyes Always on the seashore there is someone waiting...

Moonwind

I'm one of seven siblings and as a child grew up in a tough neighborhood where things were always rough. I started writing my thoughts and how I felt about life at a early age sometimes as a way to escape. I learned very early that if you wanted...

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