A Traveler's Story- Part 1
My first love will always be the sea,
he said, as he continued and sighed.
Even though I know on shore a raven
haired beauty with a loving, warm heart
waits for me on land of endless tides.
She offers me the comforts I need and
her smell of lilacs, my heart to her it leads.
Her small hands each time waves good-bye
and without her knowing it, my heart deep
inside cries.
Happy to sea I may be, but I know someday
she'll grow tired of waiting for me. A Traveler
I may always be for my soul will forever belong
to the sea.
There is only one thing she asked of me and it
was to promise to share my heart with her through
out eternity; This for her I can do, but to my first
love, she knows I will always be true.
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