Will I see you again soon
in your declining years
Close to the sea
where you always were
I wasn't there at the start
and won't be there at the end
where the lighthouse winks
and the seagulls cry
Looking out every day
over the wildest sea
to check for that shadow
by the old seawall
The ferry comes in
I'll be on it one day
to bask in your smile
and see you again
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