'Twas on a dreary dismal dawn
Waves lumbered tardily to the shore,
Cold was the wind that chilled the soul
Bleak were the thoughts, within did pour.

Gulls screached fiendishly, taunting sanity's cause
Sea mist it clung, like a dampened cloak,
Without a word, beside me he sat
Ne'er had I seen one, so tired, so broke.

A sigh drifted softly unto mine ears
As he settled and gazed 'pon the sea,
He beamed a smile 'twould lift all hearts
He turned and he spoke unto me.

"She waits out there for me, you see
She waits out there, beyond the sea,
Every morn I hear her call
Summer Winter Spring and Fall."

Again he gazed out 'pon the sea
As dawn removed her blackened shawl,
Solace caressed my haunting doubts
I watched, as he bathed in her call.

Tears fell from his tired weary eyes
And pooled 'pon the rose in his hand,
Slowly he stood, bid me goodbye
Turned to the sea and walked 'cross the sand.

Upon the shore he stood just a while
Then he cast his rose to her call,
There I met him every morn
Summer Winter spring and fall.

'Tis on this dreary dismal dawn
No longer, he sits beside me,
My heart cries in silence, but I smile at the thought;
He has found her, beyond the sea.

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