The Sailor

Stood on top of a giant cliff, a steep drop awaiting below.

The seas crash beneath me as they did all those years ago.

It's freezing every time I come, here it is always the same,

And I can never stop myself from crying as the wind murmurs your name.

You stood proud and tall for a lad so young,

Looking out of place on the ship, even among

so many others the same age as you.

Soon enough you were one of them, a member of the crew.

When the time came to say goodbye, I let my tears spill out,

You not knowing in the depths of my heart lurked a smattering of doubt.

There was no way to stop you going now: your mind was set.

On the long walk home I felt nothing but pain and regret.

Every day I sat and waited

Every day I sat and watched

Waiting for the day when you would return to me.

Eventually, you did come back, you made the journey home.

I hugged and cried over you before we put you to sleep in the loam.

Stood on top of a giant cliff, a steep drop awaiting below.

The seas crash beneath me as they did all those years ago.

I look out to sea, to gaze and weep and wonder who was to blame

As I cry when the wind passes by me, murmuring your name.