The Woman

There is an old woman who lives by the sea
She was once reckless and wild
Yet tender as can be
Her beauty is fading
As her youth is fleeting
But she doesn’t care
Because she remains waiting,
For her husband who was once lost at sea
He was gentle and kind
And the best man for she
He was the love of her life
And she will spend the rest of her years
Being his wife
For she is the old woman who lives by the sea
As beautiful and humble and loyal as can be