Along the shore the cat-tails wait With eagerness the winds to touch Near sands not thinking overmuch And waves with cause to celebrate I hear them calling you and me In whispers softer than the dawn For love and time may soon be gone And we were made for wind and sea
Please forgive- for i like the poem alot-only the plants in your photo are not cat tails but probably phragmites a shore-line plant considered a nasty invasive by most.