Sitting alone at twilight <br />On the waters edge <br />Watching the waves <br />Lash the shore <br />And slowly recede <br />Each water crest <br />Brings back memories <br />From the past <br />I recall my school days <br />When I’d rush back <br />Just to scour the beach <br />For unusual coloured shells <br />A beautiful collection I had <br />Then came my College days <br />When we argued in groups <br />Sitting on the shore <br />About the advantages of <br />Socialism versus Capitalism <br />Whether Keynesian Economics <br />Had lost its relevance etc. <br />I was soon into my first job <br />Total commitment meant <br />No time to waste on the seashore. <br />A couple of years later I met <br />The man I meant to select <br />As my life partner <br />And was back again at the seashore <br />Spending long evenings <br />Hand in hand talking animatedly <br />Of a bright and happy future together <br />But alas that was not to be <br />We were forced to part <br />And went our separate ways <br />I stopped visiting the seashore <br />For many years thereafter <br />I did not want to remember <br />What I wanted to forget <br />But today I feel differently <br />The hurt and the pain <br />Has lessened with time <br />I can sit in peace <br />Reminisce about the past <br />Enjoy the cool breeze and <br />The rhythm of waves lashing the shore <br />Alone….<br /><br />Sandra Martyres<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/seashore-7/
