"Forgiveness heals an open wound, the spirit repairs the soul"
My father-in-law always used to say
McCants Mill Pond was a large body of water
Any one bigger, far away I want to stay
He didn't want near larger backwater
Years passed and time flies by, he passed as well
His widow's dementia got worse, at home she'd stay
Then one week we all planned a vacation so swell
We are off to Tybee to see the ocean spray
Headed to the Atlantic Ocean, my what fun
We'd have our grandson, and his great-grandmother, too
One of them hadn't seen the ocean, so much sun
What excitement on the long trip ensued
When we're there, we camped next to the Atlantic
We said, "Mawmaw, "you are looking at the ocean".
She stood there, then not looking dramatic
She said, "Now, that is a large body of water".
If you have never seen any of the oceans
I say prepare, they are large bodies of water
Even more than McCant's Mill Pond's grand promotions
So go, relax, enjoy the waves and saltwater
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