I peeped outside
High tides arise
My feet could not find
A safe place to lie
I slipped, I slided
I lost my grip
As her bow went down
Her nose did tip
I heard a yell
I did my best
But my strength was gone
My life well spent
A print I left upon a wall
I hope my love will last
Through it all
Jenny meant alot to me
My best friend for as long as my memory
Together we left
Not torn apart
On stormy seas
My new life did start.
written in seconds as always they are...may spirit guide this both near and far.
copyright of Dawn November 14th 2010
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