Storms
A sailor harboured along the shore
the stillness spun his head dizzy
the greeting of silence
when it finally met him, was scary
for he spent a lifetime fighting storms
wrinkled weathered forehead falling over his eyes
he could not recognise his sons
he forgot his loving promises to his wife
in the blue of her eyes he can only see the skies
her tears reminded him of the seas calling
his old world now a stranger,
this time no words to say
he set sail without a goodbye,
this time to find his storms
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