BLACK CAT POEMS
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On the Ocean
Mary Dow Brine
Noon on the ocean--golden bright
Ripples that dance in the merry light!
A fisherman's song with its "tra-la-la!"
Echoed over the waters far.
Night on the ocean--dark and cold,
A fisherman's boat by wild waves rolled.
Over the sands a feeble light
From the fisher's hut gleams thro' the night.
Morn on the ocean--sweet and fair!
Sunbeams tangled in sea-wet hair;
Sunshine kissing the face of him
Whose young wife watches with wild eyes dim.
Stranded for aye on the unknown shore,
The fisher shall never know shipwreck more;
But the wail from the watcher's broken heart
The gates of heaven has cleft apart.
poems by Mary Dow Brine