The Bewitching Sea
The many marvels of the Sea I love
As do her creatures and those above
Who find solace by swooping down for closer looks.
Of the mystical lady, authors have written books.
Mystery Of Life Is Love
What would life be without love?
Like a dark day without light from above,
Like a faded and withered rose,
Or as a dry brook that no longer flows. Without Love the night would be bleak and long.
The frost came early in the chill of night
With the breath of morning all was white
Spawning another day, another battle to fight.
Would this one be better and everything all right,