Thoughts

The beach this morn was wonderful The waves came thrashing down They were wild and white and foaming And their voices thundered round A lonely figure walked the sand Her head bent down and sad And if you were up closer You could see the tears where out The sky was dark and cloudy The rain was falling light The wind was napping somewhere And the water felt like ice I watched that figure walking With a black dog by her side A memory in me stirred somewhere Of times that where not right She pulled her jacket closer As if to shut it out The thoughts that did invade her Or memories that did shout And all the times the waves came in They didn’t ever change They licked her feet and washed them And then went out again. As I sat there and I watched her That figure all alone I wondered if she registered The lack of sun that shone The day seemed very fitting For one so sad as she The misty rain, the dampened air The water round her feet. I wondered as I watched her From whence her thoughts did come Had someone precious died here Or had a love undone She didn’t even see me Her thoughts so far away I think if there where people here She maybe wouldn’t stay There was nothing I could do here Her thoughts where all her own I felt she needed solitude And time to mull the groan I stood there, and I left then A lonely figure, I I pulled my jacket round me My black dog by my side.