He loved her to the depth of his soul, <br />Even more than he did his wife; <br />She was a forbidden lover to him, <br />He’d been with her most of his life. <br /> <br />He knew her moods; he felt her wrath, <br />She was fickle, wild and free. <br />No man could ever tame her heart, <br />The infinite, magnificent sea! <br /> <br />He was a slave to her every whim, <br />While he fished her mighty deep; <br />As long as he treated her with respect, <br />Her bounty was his to keep. <br /> <br />He loved his life as a fisherman, <br />For him there was no other way. <br />He realized he belonged to the sea, <br />And would til his dying day. <br /> <br />One dark and dreary rainy day, <br />On the stormy, briny toss, <br />A monstrous rogue ravaged his boat, <br />And the fisherman was lost. <br /> <br />Now he was hers forever, <br />For his body was never found. <br />Hers in life, and hers in death, <br />His soul to her was bound!<br /><br />Nancy Crossman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-fisherman-s-life/
