Sitting on a bench , by the beach , all by her lonesome self .Who is she waiting for ?
Rain, wind or shine, she waits
Sitting by the beach
Waiting for her ship to sail by
The ship that carries her dreams
To bring her captain home
Safe from his seafaring
Regretting the day she let him go
In search of coin and fame
Being Selfless, she let him go
So that he could build his castles
Never letting him know
He was taking her dreams, her soul
On that maiden voyage
Leaving her to be
The Iron Maid that awaits …and awaits …
( my friend asked for a poem ..of a sort ..to accompany the photo ..so I obliged )
A Hazelnut For My Gypsy Heart 