(Today's journal entry is from Loch, who wrote a new mermaid poem to cheer me up because winter isn't letting go and Bridget is having a rough day/week/month/life. Enjoy.)
Way down deep where the lobsters sleep
The mermaid waited for spring
Encased in ice she moved so slow
She couldn't do a thing
The angel fluttered up so high
warming just above
the clouds that held the coldest air
while he waited for his love
Her hair snowflakes, her eyes green jewels
Her lips were a frozen rose
Her skin was brittle to the touch
as was her button nose
Rooted to the ocean floor
in a prison of clear glass
the mermaid held her lover's gaze
her spell forever cast
And then one day the sun rose high
above the frozen earth
the block of ice began to melt
and he reached his lover's worth
He stroked her skin while the icicles shrank
and her skin began to warm
He watched as her hair began to swirl
and waves began to form
Bursting forth from the winter's cage
the lovers danced through spring
Finally in each other's arms
where together they could sing
Though their love is strong and true
the trials they must face
to be together and at peace
in this godforsaken place
For when they are together
and the world is to be seen
they travel down to their beautiful house
halfway in between
And there the mermaid withers
lost without her sea
and the angel weighs a ton
yearning to be free
For she needs to swim and he must soar
to be together is so tough
Both the angel and his mermaid girl
thought their love would be enough
Since he is of the skies above
and she is of the ocean
All their kisses, all their love
was going through the motions
He never gave up his angel wings
She hid her fins and tail
defying the odds they made a vow
their love would never fail
They made a promise to themselves
A new dance all their own
They call it the cloud-and-ocean waltz
And on them it has grown
Now if you look out very far
as far as your eyes can see
You'll see them on the horizon now
as close as close can be
Watch them waltz together now
a sight, our favorite pair
but look closely or you will miss
his kisses in her hair
And now that she is free from the ice
it's time to end this letter
Their life at last is full of hope
and will get even better.
