A gift, a stone, shaped by love's tides

Written by: Grace Williams

I feel its warn-down weathered sides
From our old flame that will not sleep
A gift, a stone, shaped by love’s tides

The old are all by cruel world tried
And endlessly no heart can weep
I feel its warn-down weathered sides

He fell in love when she first sighed
She tossed his token on her heap
A gift, a stone, shaped by love’s tides.


The lovely doll was tossed aside
Her owner searched for passion deep
I feel its warn-down weathered sides

The mother weeps: in earth it abides
Doctors could not her babe in her keep
A gift, a stone, shaped by love’s tides.

I’ll wait for you till I have died
Remembering your sea-ward leap. 
I feel its warn-down weathered sides
A gift, a stone, shaped by love’s tides


*this is another experimentation with a new genre, despite it's sombriety*