ADRIFT AT SEA
No memory have I of how this came to be,
Lost and alone, just me and the sea.
Day after day, across endless water,
Above only sky, and the seagulls that fly.
Get by do I with only little water and food,
Maybe a hope and a prayer that it may get me through.
In the distance perhaps a dolphin or whale,
My imagination is running wild.
Thinking of what's below me scares me some,
Loneliness is worse, fore nobody listens.
A dream am I having, or my personal hell,
Until the end of this,I'll not be able to tell.
Up ahead, what is it that I see,
My hope and prayer is answered to me,
No longer will I be, adrift at sea.
Keith Garrett
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Lost at sea, without someone who you can, share our thoughts, feelings, and even life with, destined, to be alone, on our own, surely would be, something scary all right…
Thanks for reading.
On Sat, Nov 6, 2021 at 4:29 PM keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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I think the only circumstance worse than being adrift at sea would being adrift in outer space. Scary indeed!
Scary either way.
On Sun, Nov 7, 2021 at 1:20 PM keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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