Friday, June 29, 2007

"Innocence on the Shores"

Down by the seashore
With my best friend
We sit in the sand by the waves
He listens to my stories about the pirates
Of all the dead mens graves
Pirate ships used to sail
Close by near the old lighthouse pier
Shooting their cannons off
Making noise and causing fear
Now that my story is over
We'll build a castle from sand
I'll be a king-he'll be a knight
In the middle of the castle we'll stand
After that the waves will come
To knock the castle down
Then we shall listen to a seashell
And bury dead fish with a frown
Most of the time we bury them in pairs
So none of them get lonely at night
Marking their graves with popsicle sticks
Til the waves knock them out of sight

© 2007 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved

1 comment:

leatherella said...

Beautiful poetry Mose.. you really are extremely gifted, I so look forward to reading more from you. >^..^<