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Sailboats bobbing about on the horizon
these are the thoughts I try to bring to shore
but they are so far away in denied distance
I cannot reach them and soon,
perhaps tomorrow
they will be lost in some hazy perception
over which I have no control.
Sails pop into view then absurdly disappear
before I can focus on them although they are
familiar perhaps they are only
yesterday’s dreams
unimportant really except that just now
and again one of them comes closer
and somehow in that moment
I quietly think of You.
© Stella Armour 03-06 2016