NOTE IN A BOTTLE

NOTE IN A BOTTLE


It is a mid winters night on the coast of Massachusetts, 
Walking on sandy shore, looking at the sadden moon 
that hides in and out from winters clouds.
I can still see the far away streetlights
upon the sea like a dream, 
I take in the sea cold air with care...

that is when I spotted a bottle with a note in it, 
I scooped it out of the water, it still had sea grass on it.
I am so truly happy to have found it, 
I open the note of something very old, 
As I read it is written something like this.

1896, off of Georges Banks 
Oh my Love, I miss you 
Nobody but me out on winter madness sea, 
My memories taking me back to you, 
Your love is irreplaceable....

I do hope with time you will find my note 
of my heart I send out on sea....
Obeying love from above you are all I need, 
Love commands me to write....day and night 
for the rest of my Life.

I miss your kiss, it becomes a need to my soul, 
Oh, darken clouds claiming the stars and moon; 
Time, is like a thief that has taken your love from me, 
I become weary, and so very sadden without you with me.
So I write you this note on teardrop ink.

The old crying sea rolled on as it had millions more years 
to play around like a sad ghost...
I hope and pray my true love 
That you haven't forgotten me? 
You are all that keeps me hanging on 
My God who watches over me has been so kind to me, 

''I pray I am with you once more...''
I am blaming time for the looking glass of my age of woman, 
My looks may have changed some but not all that much, 
But I will say this as I write my heart down into this note 
my Love for you is still the same, 
It runs stronger then the winters storms 
So please never let our love be a lost blind spot of passion.

Poetic Lilly J. Emery  (c)