Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Lisa Marie


I am standing on the seashore
A sailboat slowly spreads her white sails
In the morning breeze
And glides across a blue ocean.

She is laughter and strength
And I stand and watch until
All I see is a speck
Like a cloud
Just where the sea and sky
Meet and touch

Someone at my side cries, "There she goes."
Gone from my sight, that's all
For she is still the same voice
She was before this journey began.

Now there are other eyes
Watching her coming
And other voices shout, "Here she comes."



2 comments:

  1. This picture is pretty. Flowers is one of my favorite things to do at my summer camp, wandawega.

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  2. Oh and your art is beautiful.

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