Every breaking wave

 

With every breaking wave
I see a part of me
My life down here in Sussex
In Shoreham by the sea
So taciturn, its nuances
Reflect the changing years
An echo to my lost and loved
My joy, my smiles, my tears

With every breaking wave
I count the blessings that have passed
And with its incessant movement
Know I have not seen the last
So beautiful, its eloquence
Is never lost on me
Its movement as a promise
From my confidant, the sea.

 

Tags: poem, Poetry, Sea, Shoreham, Sussex, waves