Sitting by the pier
Gazing into an eternity
Dreaming and hoping
And waiting for the sea
The tide to turn in
The boat to return
The waves to ebb
The sand to shimmer
Sitting by the pier
Counting the long days
Wishing and praying
And waiting for her man
The craft to be loaded
The dead fish to stare
The hunger to vanish
The night to end...
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