the sea made Henry
knot a fishline 'round his ring,
tie one end to his wrist
and throw the package in the water
as he stood there, he sang lullabyes to the ocean
tugging often at the line to make it sparkle
but elusive:
"There are no hooks to catch them with
There is no catch for me to keep
I tempt them with a promise and a song
Once sung to me."
Jan 30, 2010
Jan 30, 2010 at 1:03 PM UTC
the sea made Henry
knot a fishline 'round his ring,
tie one end to his wrist
and throw the package in the water
as he stood there, he sang lullabyes to the ocean
tugging often at the line to make it sparkle
but elusive:
"There are no hooks to catch them with
There is no catch for me to keep
I tempt them with a promise and a song
Once sung to me."