As far as the ocean does spread before me <br />And fades in the distance without sympathy, <br />While ebbing and flowing so graceful it lies <br />It clings to my dream but my dream always dies. <br /> <br />No promise it made as it rolls to the shore <br />And yet I now wish it would bring love once more, <br />But all of my wishes do seep through this stone <br />For it gives me nothing and I'm left alone. <br /> <br />While gulls seem to mock me I try not to hear <br />Their call unforgiving so loud and so clear, <br />I wager that they never felt love and lost <br />Nor thus paid the price of that terrible cost. <br /> <br />But here I shall wait till the sun starts to set <br />When I will return but I'll never forget, <br />For while I am living and breathing God's air <br />I will retain hope it will end my despair. <br /> <br />But as days go by I know hope will soon fade <br />And I shall be left with those memories I made, <br />Yet they'll bring no comfort for pain I will feel <br />For if you're not with me my wounds shall not heal. <br /> <br />And yet I still gaze on this ocean of blue <br />For there all its beauty reminds me of you, <br />But love is behind me and left in the past <br />And so shall the next wave be just like the last?<br /><br />ANDREW BLAKEMORE<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/and-so-shall-the-next-wave/
