Posted by MFish

I hear the noise,
of a beckoning Sea.
Sounds of Seagulls,
calling to me.

Would it be possible
to return to the sea,
bringing your voice
and sweet smile to me?

God, how I wish,
you were still here with me,
yet the truth be known,
that will never be.

So, I will remain,
where I must be,
thinking of you,
my sweet, memory.