The Sea

Waiting silently by the phone was all he had. Grasping the bottle he drank greedily. The waiting was all he had at the moment. He roared,"arrrrrgh!"And the sound comforted him. He dialed his son to wish him Happy Holiday. The son had no father but he waited too. Like a cast away he scanned the bottle searching for a note. The two went back to the waiting and it helped. It was something to do to kill time and it was honest. The sea was deep and danger waited there too. So all three gathered together in silence. The father sent memories on the ferry to the son. "Arrrrrgh," helped and it comforted the man. He was in the navy so he loved the sea and the sea returned it. The father watched and scanned the waves with hope. And the gulls screaming words that only gulls understand. What will become of me after the message is delivered? Will I ever cross and grasping the bottle. I loved you and The Sea.