the shining sea

we loved the shining sea

she gathered sea shells there fore me

her hands

i love her hands

we'd sit there on the sand

she'd kiss the hollow of my hand

a kiss

i miss a kiss

i hear the grey gulls cry

i see them dip their wings

i feel the pounding surf

and other things

i can't believe she's gone

i think i'll go where she might be

i'll go

i need her so

i need our shining sea