Shore


(2009)

I stood by the sea, where the waves were lapping

The trees were napping, on the distant shore.

The last rays of the sun left a golden haze

The closing minutes promising the morrow more.

It was here he had stood, lapels flapping

Drenched in the saline winds of the shore.

It was here he had stood, and here he had fallen

Till we found him once no more.

The winding road that comes quaffing

The palm trees that ring the marine shore.

Saw him as he went down

And came back no more.

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