A poem, Too late
Annie just had to find the strength to forget and move forward.
Annie and her two year old daughter Lilly arrived at the beautiful Ocean Drive Hotel in Miami Beach yesterday
Annie sat watching the tide waves go out and return methodically again today
Losing all hope that Ray would keep his promise to meet her and his daughter , remembering the day their daughter Lilly arrived
The days passed without a visit, not even a friendly phone call, realizing it was just another one of his habitual lies
Annie waited at the hotel one more day and night
Determined, She packed her bags and dressed Lilly in her yellow ' Daddy meeting dress ' boarded the plane, eager to be taking her last hopeful flight
She never once looked outside the window, never looked back
Excited to be going home, anxious to get her life back on a solid track
Ray was out of breath from running, finally reaching the locked boarding gate
" Here we go again he muttered out loud, seems i'm always running late. "
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This is poetry about two young lovers who spent most of their time on the beach until the storms of life blew their love into the sea.
My muse is constantly bugging me to take her south to lay in the sun on sandy beaches in Florida. Maybe I will. The election blues have got to go!
I was watching the sunset on a drab, gloomy day, missing my hummingbird's who had already flown South, and watching my squirrel, Squiggley store pecans for the winter when my muse took flight.