Morning Sea

MORNING SEA Come sit and watch, the morning's coming on, make this your beach, your life, for just a spell, there's nothing like an ocean breaze at dawn to bring the peace mere words can never tell. Out by the helm, shipmasters watch the shore, and dream of home as home is meant to be, we only guess where they've been charted for, another world beyond the morning sea. The shrilling of the seagulls lonliness, makes one to wonder, home is what they see. But you and I must miss it all, I guess, forgetting home is where one wants to be. Come sit a while, and watch it disappear, and we can only guess at what was here.