*To the grey man on the seashore, I hope you find whatever it is that you’re looking for*
A tall figure stands by the shore,
Looking grey and forlorn, very much
Alone, perhaps he’s listening to his heart
Talk. Leaning out towards the sea, stretching
His arm to the setting sun, hoping angainst
Hope that he can hold the warmth for longer.
He turns and trudges away, leaving behind the
Hope for another day.
Find peace soon gentle soul, you deserve to be
Living the dreams you hope for rather than
Pining away for them.