Two Ships

She bought 40 cigarettes

Two lottery lucky dips

I imagined her on the oceans edge

Looking for one or two ships

To come on home

She lives alone with her dog

That leaves hairs on her coat

I imagine another water scene

Hoping she’s still afloat

Surfing on a wave

She speaks with the eloquence

Of days now cast

I wonder if the books on her shelf

Keep her in a past

Where she never relied

On forty cigarettes

And two lottery lucky dips

And standing at the oceans edge

Waiting for one or two ships

To come on home

©JMcN2017