Victoria – Part II. Thirty-Years Ago

I drifted ashore
Shipwrecked on a desert isle
My skies were empty

I scuttled to work
Like a human hermit crab
Borrowing a shell

Then the darkness passed
For years I tried to find her
Vague odd stories

Sales Executive
Living in California
Medical Company

She had a calling
Bring Jesus to Arabia
A missionary

Sick in a wheelchair
Married to an Egyptian
Some said she had died

I quit after that
I lost hope of finding her
Married sick, or dead

Von Smith

Von Smith

I am married to the love of my life. I am semi-retired. I started blogging 6 years ago. Now poetry, mostly Haiku.

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