A Seaman's Woman
I watch the way your Work gnarled hands Comb through your Tangled thinning strands You reach for your storm-worn jacket You grab your lunch and kiss me "Thanks" Your boots walk heavy on the planks I begin my waitful watching. Sun warms the day but not the seas Over the side legs swing with ease Though slower than the day we wed. Our grandson follows quick behind Hops in two young legs At a time. And runs his hand through tousled locks. The day begins for you anew But it's no longer mine to view My life of sea is here on land. I know the seas that call your name I've known that voice and heard the same I've baited and wrestled with ropes. Side by side our lives together With winds, waves and storms to weather Until Salt and Sweet brought new tides With life's new challenges in hand Though my sea heart was grounded on land It beat with you as you kept the tides. Till you returned from cold wild sea For supper and warm b