Close your eyes and listen
To the waves crashing on the shore
Listen to the seagulls
To the disappearing froth left behind by the tide.
Listen to the wind, rushing by your ears.
Hear the creaking
Of the wooden boats
From sailor stories of old.
Close your eyes
Feel the sand
The water
The fish
The lost loves
The new ones.
Close them.
Let the waves
Carry you home.
YOU ARE READING
Let My Words Be Yours
PoetryYou'll know these words are yours when you read them. These are for you, just you and no one else. Read them, feel them... feel me.
