i wrote a poem while walking my dog this morning but i forgot till a bit ago

idk if i can remember it.. i was moody .. something like:

let the dingy drift in the bay for the ship has sailed

no more dreaming of tropical ports and sunny skies

it's the gray cliffs for us and the screaming of gulls nesting in the rocks

the call of birds beyond the mist of the sea

back home for us and the songs of the pubs and the warmth of the roaring fires

and home to bed under a pile of blankets

while ships sail off without us to adventures

and we retrieve our small boat on another day in the empty bay of calm nothingness

(anyway it's not exactly what i wrote while on my walk bit you get the drift)

tea and crumpets on the table for extra measure and crumbs for the birds out the window