The cold north wind blows her hair
Pounding waves crash the air
She stands alone, looking out to sea
A girl! in abject misery
She cries the tears of love 's sad song
'Why me O Lord! did i do wrong?
Her collar turned against the cold
As flooded memories unfold
Her tears, are swallowed by the raging sea
This place she goes for her sanity
Her eyes are red, her nose is sore
As she walks aimlessly by the shore
Its done her good, she needed to vent
Now all her tears have been spent
She tilts her head, bids the sea adieu
Her place of refuge, Seaton Carew
Bob Gibson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-place-of-refuge-2/
