Stranded

the effortless breeze roared

while the waves were talking

the dark clouds got angry

while the palm trees were dancing

 

I am screaming

while the seagulls are chirping

the sun was smiling

while I was stranded

 

It was dark and cold

as the night went on

I only wanted you to hold

but the distance was beyond recognition

 

my emotions took a beating

while I laid underneath the trees

I dreamed of better days

of sitting beside my James

 

as the breeze roared and the trees danced again

I laid there dreaming of being with my sweet James again

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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