Sarah, Sarah
all alone she sat
staring out to Sea
what Sea, does it matter
all alone she be
Far away across the Seas
Jim had sailed away
with all the others
few he knew
across the Sea they be
Sarah, Sarah
all alone
when would Jim come home
she sits
she watches
one day” she says
“Jim will return to me”
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It’s interesting the way you seem to keep coming back to this theme. Makes me wonder if there’s actually enough there for a book…
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What being alone, waiting for love to arrive or return. I am alone, I am always alone even if people are around I am alone within me. Maybe I am drawn to continually write about “leaving/alone”.
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A subject about which you are well informed. Best people to write books! 🙂
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