Looking out of my boat house at the wonder of the sea
The words of how to describe it, just evades me

The words rush in and then out like the tide
Happy children laughing and playing all along the seaside

Blue boats just bobbing as they have little choice
Alert lifeguards, start shouting with that big warning voice

In the rocks by the corner just around the bay
I hear seals cry for their young who are indulging at play

Sea birds take flight and glide with such ease
Then dive for the sandwich of brown bread and cheese

So, back to my wonder of describing the sea
Indulge me a little longer I’ll get it you’ll see

I’ll take a walk in the sand and maybe collect a few shells
Watch the buoys on the horizon ringing their bells

Kick off my shoes and maybe my socks
Paddle in the pools among the ***** and the rocks

Then, I hear a voice calling “it’s gone five, time for tea”
I’ll have to come back tomorrow, promise, and describe what I see

Should we meet at anytime
Remember we were friends
Remember the passion of that night

You bid me farewell, you could not stay
Your cigarette glowed on my ashtray

Alone i sit, a window seat, forbidden memories i will miss
I will long still taste your final kiss

The sun shone today and touched my skin
the warmth reminded me of what's to come
and that's maybe all I need to know

There was a moment in my life I just smiled, just because
And the moment of my life I was happy at who I was

Then the moment in my life that we all get if we live that long
The saddest moment of my life, I lived and sang that old sad song

I remember the moment in my life the clouds broke and drifted away
Was the moment of my life I looked back and herded you say

Don’t look back upon your life with sadness and despaired
Walk the paths you have to walk if you need me, I will be there

I don't know how to say this, but, you know!
He said, as my stomach tightened
May be we should have a break?
He said, as my hands lifted out of my pockets.
It will be good for us, don't you think!?
He said, as a smirk broadened my face.
What do you think. He said,??
F* off I said
So, he did
And he was right, I feel great!

In the words of a poet on a great Paris street
The man shuffled and danced by just moving his feet
Then he uncorked a bottle of Bordeaux red
And walked around with two glasses balanced on his head
The crowd gasped and screamed with bated alarm
As he placed a white napkin over his arm
He then spied two lovers arm in arm at a table
Stretched up for the two glasses while flashing his navel
He poured the red wine with aplomb and such grace
Then watch a broad smile cover each lovers face
His job was done by just moving his feet
So he shuffled and danced down a great Paris street