I love the sea on a troubled day...

November have given us some beautiful sunrises. Reminded me of this poem by Ethel Marjory Knapp

 

I love the sea on a troubled day,

Gray and green, green and gray,

With a single far-away sail in sight,

White and alone, alone and white,

And a sea gulls resting a little space,

On the rocks, then away with their weird, wild grace,

I love the sea on a troubled day!

 

Done