on the shore she waits,
longing for the breeze,
keeping her hands close.
she lost counts of dates,
whispering please o' please,
don't be too far he goes.
after states and states,
he falls onto his knees,
bestows his final rose.
on the pier he drops his weights,
walking with joy and ease,
to the only woman he knows,
at last, at last,
he's finally come home.
written on January 19th 2018.