The Sea and Me

I stand on my ship
And look over the sea,
Through a long glass,
At what has made me.

The silver waves
Are the older ones,
Who counseled me,
Like one of their sons.

The birds flying above,
Are the various youth,
That kept me active,
And sharing the truth.

The clouds in the sky
Are unfulfilled dreams,
That can keep distance,
For hope is not as it seems.

And a ship on another path,
Is the friends I've left behind,
But still beat in my heart,
While through life I wind.


By Alan T. Stokes    March 3, 2002

Dedicated to Bill and Mary Dunman on their 50th Weddding Anniversary.  

I lived with them from 1990-1991.