Waiting

We walked together, arm in arm On this warm autumn's night. I hadn't known him very long, But oh, it seemed so right. He whispered sweet things in my ear, While my love kept growing. I pulled away from him and said "This romance needs slowing." And then we heard a whistle blow, His ship was leaving dock. He said ,"I leave you a kiss." While I stood there in shock. "A sailor's first love is the sea, With girls in every port". My loving parents cautioned me And I had no retort. So now you'll find me at the shore, On sunny days or drear, Just waiting for my sailor boy And his ship to appear. By: Joyce Johnson 9/7/14 The Poet 11 contest. "I leave your a kiss." Theme