The Man at Sea

As a kid I always looked towards the sea.

A fondness of water and dreams of what to be.

Maybe a captain of a ship out to explore and see.

Those days are all long past and just a memory.


As an adult I always look towards the land.

An ideology that separates me from what I planned.

I loved the sea and over it now I stand.

Those days of being kid are gone, now I am a man.


A man who misses home.

A man at sea.




Written by David