Sea Bound
I woke up from decades sleep,
in the midst of ocean deep.
Puzzled how I ended,
inside this scrappie boat.
Oars nowhere found,
A rope my company,
would it be my enemy?
It has become frayed,
the fibers all troubled.
Not a day without storm,
hear the ocean mourn.
my life’s a dismay.
The sun is nowhere in sight,
yet, a metal chain on my heel was tight.
I was too weak,
I became meek.
Saw a bird flew by,
wishing I had wings to fly.
So many times I tried to swim,
but couldn’t coz I’m at your whim.
Would I be missed,
- Nanette
