There she stands so far away not a word will sound
not even the breath she doesn't want
her hands go's to her self and she falls i want to reach her but is runs
she runs to the ocean shore and stops
and whispers "if .... if only, if only you were here .
i would feel better and she begins to bend
and pick up a bottle she opens it and finds.
" dear Abbie,
Olive you dear. but by the time you read this i will never be near , for i will not be coming home, i will be lost at sea. oh my darling i long for you to be near,so i can tell you how much i love you.
loving always,
John.