The Mainer watched the salty skies, looking at them with over-cast eyes.
Upon the rocks the old man sat. The only company a gray shaggy cat.

"Tell me cat! Would you go, over the ocean with ebb and flow?
Would you travel alone with me, all along the open sea?
Look at my boat its over there. Bobbing with a quiet flare.
So shaggy cat. What do you say will you let me take you away?"

But the cat just sat silent and still as he watched the harbor grow deftly ill.
He saw the clouds with open eye's.
He saw the sunsets fall and rise.
He saw the coast slowly fall away.
He saw saw it fall into decay.

Soon the Mainer got up and left.
Leaving the cat at his own behest.
But the cat just looked up high above.
Saw the returning of his beloved dove.