5-10-2011    The Roar of the Ocean 

      Eyes that follow the setting of the sun,Ears which hear the crashing of the waves,

Gently laying the rising tide at the sea shores feet,

Smells of moist ,salty seaweed is forthcoming as another cool pleasant breeze,

Unfolding the darkness of night from the oceans stare,Quickly walking ,running from the waves,

I stop to see,hear,smell,and feel-The star bright night against the oceans might,

Not even being alone can bring me down,thinking of you -I find quiet true,but still wish you were around.

The Ocean’s roar reminds me of you,echoing as I turn to go home