A sailor loses his wife in a shipwreck in early Spring, 1953 Never remarrying, the sailor sits in his beach house with his son Staring out to sea, day in and day out, watching the waves break against the coastline Fall, 1984, the sailor has a stroke The sailor does not speak for thirty-one more years as he lays silent in his cot The summer of 2012, his son climbs the stairs to his fathers room As his son leans in to kiss his father on the cheek His father whispers to him βThere is a diamond in that ocean.β
I challenged myself to write a poem for anyone and everyone of my friends that retweeted a tweet on my twitter. This is one of them.