The
man walks to the ferry terminal
Carrying
his small bag on his shoulder
In
the cool night of the moon light
He
whistles a song “Do what we gotta do”
Along
the way he smiles to strangers
They
only stare back at him
He
doesn't care what they think
He
has to see his woman today
On
the ferry terminal he waits
With
his small bag on his shoulder
His
eyes peel the crowd of strangers
He
finds no woman he knows
He
sits on the bench looking to the sea
The
night whispering of the motioning waves
He
tries to remember why he turns into a mess
The
day his woman left leaving him on the island
His
close friends advice him to forget
He
smiles “It is easy to say but hard to do”
So
he keeps walking to the ferry terminal
Every
night hoping she will return
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