Beside the Sea
I dreamed I saw my lamb one day,
Alive as you or me—
A-roving where the seagulls play,
Asleep beside the sea.
I crept up to it unawares,
Afraid to make a sound;
I poured upon it all my cares
And thought that it had drowned.
But when my heart was calm once more
And all my tears had dried,
I saw my lamb rise on the shore
As if it never died.
©2016 Michael Fraley
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