The Beach
An alien, you said I’d be— A stranger in a foreign land; But lately you seem far from me, Though you still hold me in your hand… And, as a castaway at sea, Who lost the ship that he had manned, I’ve reached the shore; but, rested, see A vast expanse of endless sand. July 3, 2005 Houston, Texas Age 24 © Talya Sara Emery Sign in to see full entry.