brielle

there's a handwritten note

pressed in the door

of her screened-in porch

and i am sailing away

recalling that day

miles from shore

she was still wearing white

and robin's egg blue

her grandmother's dress

when i left early this year

how i wound up here

is anyone's guess

when the new sites grow old

and i start to feel cold

i'll sail home again

goodbye

brielle

only whispers can tell

of the sweet dreams that we knew so well

i'll see you around

our dear ocean town

the frozen days

we set ablaze

sent me drifting away

like a butterfly

you floated by

and now you're alone

i wish i knew when

i'll be back again

so until then i wish you well

my dear brielle

my dear brielle

strolling over the sand

in cobblestone paths

that wind through the trees

breathing the sweet forest air

makes a bluebird aware

that she could be free

when the new sites grow old

and i start to feel cold

i'll sail home again

goodbye

brielle

only whispers can tell

of the sweet dreams that we knew so well

i'll see you around

our dear ocean town

the frozen days

we set ablaze

sent me drifting away

like a butterfly

you floated by

and now you're alone

i wish i knew when

i'll be back again

so until then i wish you well

so until then i wish you well

i love you

my darling

farewell

my dear brielle

my dear brielle