On this beach <br />Where the moon sits low <br />I can feel her love <br />But, just can't tell her so <br /> <br />As each wave <br />Splashes upon the shore <br />As each wave splashes <br />Makes me miss her even more <br /> <br />As the wind <br />Blows sands all around <br />I feel her love <br />Without making a sound <br /> <br />On this beach <br />Where we first met <br />I can feel her love <br />Like that first day, yet <br /> <br />Though it's been years, now <br />Since she's been gone <br />I still miss her so <br />It will never matter how long <br /> <br />A killer took her away <br />But, our love still remains <br />I guess it always will <br />In my heart, and in my brain <br /> <br />I sit here on this beach <br />As I think of her each night <br />How she loved so much <br />As she put up her fight <br /> <br />I see her lovely face <br />Reflecting on the ocean waves <br />Knowing for what she stood for <br />And just how much she gave <br /> <br />On this beach <br />Is where she was buried <br />With her headstone in place <br />Over the spot we were married <br /> <br />So I sit and visit her <br />Sitting right here in my chair <br />Telling her that someday <br />I hope to meet her there <br /> <br />Written 3/8/2014 by Norman Hale Jr.<br /><br />norman hale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-this-beach-3/
