The Day
Started like any other day
Started like any other day
Not too sure which way
To face the wind
Teasing my thick skin
Looking out at sea
Looking out at sea
A tide ebbing gleefully
Having spent the day
Filling this beckoning bay
Walking the shoreline
Walking the shoreline
Looking for a sign
Among broken seashells
My mind quells
Doodling for answers
Doodling for answers
Breaking down borders
Animated by ghostly fear
Stretching beyond the pier
An unknown horizon, empty
An unknown horizon, empty
Needing no quarry or plea
Daydreams sailing away
Just like every other day.
Edwin James
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