21 August 2012
There was a handwritten note , Pressed in the door, Of my screened in porch, Because he sailed away, Me now recalling that day, Miles from shore, He is still wearing white and Robins egg blue, In my grandmother’s dress, I left home early this year, How I on earth have I wound up here,
"When the new sights grow old and I start to feel cold, I’ll sail home again, Goodbye Brielle" Only whispers now can tell, Of the sweet dreams that we knew so well, "I’ll see you around, Our dear ocean town", The frozen days, heart set a blaze, Send me drifting away, Like a butterfly, You floated by, And now Im alone I wish I knew when, You wouldn't be back again, So I wish you well, On seas uncharted,
Even funeral flowers, couldn't make me believe, He won't skip over sand And cobblestone paths With me..
That wind through the trees, Breathing the sweet Forest air makes the blue bird aware, That he'll never be there
"The new sights grow old, and I'm starting to feel cold, I'll never sail home again, Goodbye brielle"
Dear ocean town The frozen days took him from me Drifting away Like a butterfly, you floated by.
And now I'm alone again And I wish I knew when I'll see you again
So until then I wish you well I love you darling farewell...
My dear Robin.
Written from "Brielle" by Sky Sailing.
My Dear Brielle • Opuss № I