You stand near the sand dunes, <br />a stranger on the shore. <br />You stand there in black, <br />colours widows wore, <br />staring out at the restless sea, <br />knowing he will come back never more. <br />Everyday I see you there <br />as I walk along the shore. <br />Oh restless spirit, he is at peace now, <br />in the cradle of the deep. <br />His soul is in heaven waiting for you, <br />yet you are still restless, <br />as your time has passed. <br />You can go to the light now. <br />Your weeping should end. <br />Go find your peace in heaven evermore, <br />no longer be a stranger on the shore <br /> <br />29 June 2007<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/stranger-on-the-shore/
