My Heart Will Always Be…
He takes a quick sip of his supper tea
In a mug of blue and white
Reads the inscription on it one more time
As he does most every night
“My heart will always be…
in a cottage by the sea”
Then his fingers taps the words out
Tell of his longing of the oceans call
In poetry and magical short stories
On a ships bridge he stands strong and tall
He rhymes like the classic Ancient Mariner
Weaves Pirate stories on high seas
Tells of mermaids and King Neptune’s home
Treasure chests with magic keys
Till his aging mind grows tired and weary
Taking one more sugared sip of luke-warm tea
Turns off computer and his sailor adventures
This retirement home is what it is meant to be
“My heart will always be…
in a cottage by the sea”
Love and peace, Jo
Birgit and Roger
and the story..........
ahhhhhhh perfection
Wonderful to have dreams..............
pax A
Regis
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Love&Light*
Alexandra*
I don't see you in a retirement home anytime soon! So don't be rushing things okay!
Besides..what do you think they make laptops for? lol I think we need to have an AD retirement home..where we can all go together. Sounds like a great idea to me! Ofcourse instead of nurses we may need a few bouncers from time to time.
Quite the sentimental piece of writing here Felix..it's got a flair of secrecy within.
Lisa
Not a bad place to be..nope!!
Love Tinka
Truly beautiful Felix!!
Love, Suzie :-D
He is missed. Your poem gives all the old salts immortality and the wonderful legend of the sea carries on.
Thanks Fee.
Love,
Susan
in the cottage by the sea. Felix Perry, you stand strong and tall, indeed. Always will! Age has got nothin' t'do with it. What's inside that counts. And what is inside you is g l o r i o u s.
'Pea' <3