Was he,
A foundling arrived on a wave,
Sea blue eyes had he,
Weathered skin for his age,
Seafood he did crave…
Fast he did grow,
His love of the sea did show,
Rarely did he give to the land,
More at home was he on the sand…
His life over in a blink of an eye,
But during this passing his world knew why,
He was here to mend man & sea fences,
Developed did he of the sea enlightened senses…
© ed ~ 2/24/11
Regis
entertain us and on occasion to enlighten. I like
this one, Ed. There nothing quite like sticking one's
toes in that South Jersey sand. -gene.
Namaste
Tony