Stranded
the effortless breeze roared
while the waves were talking
the dark clouds got angry
while the palm trees were dancing
I am screaming
while the seagulls are chirping
the sun was smiling
while I was stranded
It was dark and cold
as the night went on
I only wanted you to hold
but the distance was beyond recognition
my emotions took a beating
while I laid underneath the trees
I dreamed of better days
of sitting beside my James
as the breeze roared and the trees danced again
I laid there dreaming of being with my sweet James again
This poem is about:
Me