A Gift, a Stone, Shaped By Love's Tides

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*