a poem by Paul Butters, UK

On sunny sand I rest my head
Beside the clear blue sea,
Which swells and heaves,
Yet gently laps a song,
As breakers surf upon the shore,
To ripple all along the bay,
A sweeping arc that softly ends,
Where water kisses day.

I must depart from this sweet cove,
Away from palm-lined shore,
Away from love here interwove,
Though not for ever more!
For I shall come to you again,
Beside this lovely sea;
As then the battle will be won,
And then I shall be free!

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