A Stranger by the Seashore 

January 22,2010

By: Rose Marie Rideout

While walking along the seashore late in the afternoon,
I spotted a stranger, playing a gentle sad tune.
I watched from a distance, so he wouldn’t see,
A stranger through tears that was looking at me.

I listened to the words, of his sad lonely song,
Why he lost his love, what had he done wrong?
Why life had set him back time after time,
A stranger by the seashore with a face gentle and kind.

I could feel the hurt he held deep in his heart
As his broken words asked ‘”how did  his heartache start”?
I wanted to hold him, it seemed only fair,
This stranger should know that someone do care.

It was so cold and damp that day as he sat so all alone,
I wanted so to talk to him  and invite him to my home.
Then I saw him looking off in the distance, all alone,
I felt his heart breaking through tears and a slight moan.

His hands began to quiver as he tried so hard to strum,
His tears flowed like a river as he tried so hard to hum,
A stranger by the the seashore the hurt that filled his heart,
Wondering in his mind, “How did all this heartache start”?