IF I HAD MY WAY
Could I
choose a band of great renown,
A splendid mansion in a town,
The cry of a
sea gull my choice would be,
And a lowly hut nestled by the
sea.
'Twixt polished floors and carpets galore
Let me walk on a sandy
shore.
I'd like to stroll where sand pipers flit
And, facing the wind, the
sea gulls sit.
This land has many beautiful places
With ladies
bedecked in satin and laces.
A dress of cotton would do for me
If it could
be worn in a home by the sea.
A garden of roses with blossoms
fair,
Their delicate fragrance scenting the air,
The smell of roses is
sweet, indeed,
But give me a sniff of dank seaweed.
If I could but
dwell by the briny deep,
With the sound of it's waves to lull me to
sleep,
I'd give up my share of this world's goodly store,
Gladly, to live
in a house by the shore.
Perhaps some day, when I'm born anew,
I'll do
all the things I've wanted to do.
I'll walk on the sand, hear the ocean's
roar
And live in a home down by the shore.
by
Mina P. Campbell