Stranded @ St Mary's.

Stranded @ St Mary's.

Forgetting the tidal flow,

Oh well, I don't know.

Stuck here a while,

On this tiny little Isle,

But for the submersed ¼ mile.

Could I have swam,

Been yet a braver man,

Or waited lonely as I am?

Should I have stayed,

Accept my bed has been made,

Or taste this steel blade?

Remembering how you were,

Laughing always, a tear streaming blur.

Found out, how to love,

Fitted, like hand to glove,

Now stranded, and you watching above.