Man at sea

A man took a boat to sea and 12 years past he returned from where he departed

Upon arrival he found nothing of family or remnants of what once he had

Love

Family

Happiness

Peace

So he waited

As his family gone far and wide to the highlands

Long before time would be recorded in the books among the stone and earth

They found a home with cattle and crop

Yet it was not a home

So they left and they would do so for years and years

Until the boy a man the woman old as the history books that soon would tell this tale

The never left his castle with the fear of their return while he may be otherwise gone with the wind again

As the man turned with the clock decaying

Bone became clay to dust

Written down of him was nothing

As he lie upon his dying days

Nostalgic of his regrets

For then he could seek restitution in his wife and boy with a life’s work

Time trips back to his time at sea where he wrote of sites seen

Journal entries of his longing

He leapt to sea after thought and though on the life he would have if the sea call him longer then nigh

Drenched and tired he would find his beautiful wife and boy playing in the hills

Where he would find them he proclaimed no day would pass where he be of riches and without love

No day where his family fragmented broken in foreign lands

No day where he would not love them in peace

No day he would depart and not come back until he lay in his final bed

His tombstone would speak of the love he possessed for him family and no man from his time would ever beseech him