Saturday, May 25, 2013

A story of two dolphins...

Once a man
Brave and strong
Went to sea...
Leaving his love
At the shore waiting...

The man being brave
And the bread earner
Had to leave his love
At the shore waiting...

And soon his tiny boat
Became a dot in her eyes
Waiting as she was at the shore
All with her anxious eyes...for him...

But the evening had a storm to rage
And the boat never did return...
She...cried 'bu'...several times...
'bu' in her cries meant a 'No...' vehement...

But he never came...
And she...
Thought of going to the sea herself...

No one heard of them
After that...
No one...

Only a few weeks after that
Two baby dolphins arrived...
Right there...
And people were amazed
By their jumps at moon lit night...
And 'bu...'
Both of them sounded right...

Tearing across the shore...
The sea...

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