There once was a boy on the edge of a bay,
With the Sun burning hot on his skin.
For hours he'd walk the sugar white sand,
Whipped by the offshore wind.
The wind which brought strange, unusual smells,
Mixed with dreams of lands far way,
To the shore by the woods, and the boy on the shore,
Who walked by the edge of the bay.
From that shore he would long for lands still unknown,
Where adventure was part of each day.
Not knowing how much of his soul would be lost,
On the day he at last went away.
Now round the world in a land of boy's dreams,
That boy has now grown to a man,
Longing to feel that hot offshore wind,
And to walk on the sugar white sand.
Donovan Baldwin
Published in "Alure" magazine, Vol XVI No. 1, Summer 1991