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blessings, forgiveness, home, love, never given up, reconciliation, reminders, repentance, return, sailing, seasons, time
along these shores
forever walks
a sailor not forgotten –
strands beneath a winter sail
make his passing true
stories of deliverance
tales of wealth and sorrow
dreams to sink beneath the waves
the rest to float away
but on another bank
there sometimes stands
a maiden gift with promise
words worn through
by circumstance
I swore I’d never cry
life is passing slowly
the waves of time are falling –
and he still sails
come home
remember this –
remember me
the keeping of your compass
grains of sand adrift upon the sea
come again
leave her arms –
returning to the river
the ocean cries –
o please return to me
cast aside your tired oars
and step out on forever
I’ll watch the tide –
and walk the shores for you
. . .
Author’s Note: Originally written in 2009 but lost in a folder of drafts (and waves).
tornadoday 
Reminds me of my sailor
The lady comes to the gate dressed in lavender and leather
Looking North to the sea she finds the weather fine
She hears the steeple bells ringing through the orchard
All the way from town
She watches seagulls fly
Silver on the ocean stitching through the waves
The edges of the sky…
From – Albatross, Colors of the Day, Judy Collins
Takes my breath away! I have been spiritually worn with the passing of my Father last month at the age of 87…but my spirit is being inspired again! Hugs and blessings Bobbie. Truly a beautiful poem!!!
Blessings to you, Wendell. Please send me your Atlanta address. I have something i would love to send you. May you find comfort in the assurance that we cannot lose love. 💜💜💜