Last Sighting
Still searching we walk to edge of tide
To where waters tickle the toes
At different edge each night
Here you were last seen
That dreadful night
Disappearing
Washed away with tidal sands and seas
Your mind tormented with unease
Released by natures blessing
As each wave comes over
Fleeting moments lost
As older things
remembered
Your footprints gone only whispers remain
Your life we shared and loved, we cared
Left to us are solemn memories
Of many days gone by
And still we try
To find your
Lonely soul
Lost
And so the seaside weathers gently call
And seagulls cry around rocky shore
Last sighting of you was walking
In the sand one misty morning
And although not one print
Was left for us to find
There is some peace
From knowing that
You were smiling
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