As he sits on a rock by the seashore
The waves ripple onto the beach
Like his memory ebbing and flowing
Pictures come and then go out of reach
A far away look in his old grey eyes
Now a frown on his furrowed brow
Trying hard to recall the memories
That eludes his mind somehow
Snapshots of days on the rolling sea
The young faces of fishermen past
He struggles to keep them fresh in his mind
But his memory wont let them last
The days of sail and steam recalled
All the toil of hauling the gear
Weather worn faces and calloused hands
Memories his heart still holds dear
The shimmer of herring upon the sea
Brings memories back, as he sighs
Now no one left to share his thoughts
As this moment passes him bye
Breaking rollers crashing on shore
Appear through the mists in his mind
Running for shelter from winter storms
A safe haven they tried hard to find
Childhood days quickly come and go
Like a fleeting glance in time
Memories scattered all over the place
Nothing giving him reason nor rhyme
Trying to put faces to names he once knew
Gets harder with each passing day
Frustration and longing fills his old heart
But his mind starts to wander and stray
As he slowly rises on shaky old legs
Back bent and shoulders hung low
Tide now ebbing just like his life
The time has now come to let go.
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