As an island bursts with treasure
So does my heart with joy
When I recall the sights and sounds
Whilst sailing on ship ahoy

On southern seas I did set sail
Visiting many isles
Raven-haired girls and suntanned boys
With brilliant, friendly smiles

The rowdy beat of island drums
Accompany gorgeous girls
Who mesmerise with wriggling hips
And tresses of lustrous curls

Enchanted by the hula girl
Who wore a bright sarong;
Bright-eyed children happily played
And others sing a song

Rugged mountains; tropical vales
And dazzling, sapphire seas
Golden sunrise; blood-red sunset
A graceful, evening breeze

The place of war and history
The places of devotion
The rhythmic swish of ship on sea
The wonders of the ocean

I swam with creatures from the deep
I swam at Waikiki
The highest peaks shrouded in mist
What gorgeous scenery!

A photo captured these moments
My heart embraced the pleasures
My mind will hold the memories
I’ll not forget these treasures

Always hoping, always dreaming. Alone.
Big sister to her brothers; minded dad.
The little girl so full of love; now grown.

Tomorrows came and yesterdays were gone.
Some days were good; and, God, some days were bad.
Always hoping, always dreaming. Alone.

Said mother to her daughter: “I disown.”
“For you, I know, I never should have had.”
The little girl so full of love; now grown.

This little girl knew not what she had done
Why would her mother utter words so bad?
Always hoping, always dreaming. Alone.

She dreamt the dreams of love she had not known;
Those dreams of being loved by mum she had.
The little girl so full of love; now grown.

A happy picture painted; not in stone.
Illusions all; reality just sad.
Always hoping, always dreaming. Alone.
The little girl so full of love; now grown.

Ill winds
from time to time
waft through life
and there’s pain that hearts will know

His heart hears those silent tears
cried in a home half a world away

His lips say sweet words of comfort
and sing softly a lullaby
oh so gently they kiss lost eyes
and as he holds her close
in his tender embrace
like a baby, she falls asleep

And the moon
high above the water
gently kisses the sea
on this silent night

I counted the hours
now the days
Will I count the weeks?
The months?

I suspect I will.

It was beautiful

It was special

Feelings known only with you
now float like driftwood
on the vast ocean between us

I am here --
standing in front of you
but your eyes look through me --
through my heart

Do you not see me any more?

I am here --
as if drifting on a gentle breeze
I brush against you
and caress your skin

Do you not feel me any more?

I am here --
on this breeze that soon turns cold
whence my soul
will be carried away --

and forever be out of sight