Atlantic Islands

On Cumberland, they walked alone,
On Jeckyll, they stood fast;
On Sapelo, they said their vows,
To love until the last.

On Ossabow, they ran and laughed,
But mourned at Danfuskie
Their memories of islands, and
A love gone out

To sea

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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