The Ocean is Always Where I Left It

By Bernadette A. Moyer

Changing world, places lost

Friends in heaven, parents now gone

Businesses found to be enjoyed

Now leveled, replaced with new

Sun that shines, rain that minds

Fast one day, slow the next

The ocean is still

What I like best

Age can harden and hurt the soul

People and places they come and they go

Count on me, then you are gone

The ocean is a place, I always know

Tree’s we grow them, cut them back

Children raise them, don’t turn back

Count on me, you say you know

Count on me, promising not to go

What I’ve learned is all I have

My heart steady

It is sincere, peaceful and ready

The ocean is always where I left it

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