Sometimes when I am lonely, I drive
to Ocean View,
I sit and watch the Bay and dream of things I knew ,
The breaking waves remind me of many years ago,
My arms were young and strong in the boat I did row.
I dream of old friends I knew in the past,
I listen to soft music playing from my dash
Sometimes when I am lonely, I drive to Ocean View,
I sit and watch the Bay and dream of things I knew,
Dreaming and dreaming of the youth I once knew,
Dreaming and dreaming of old Ocean View.
Poem by Bud Sawyer....submitted by Dave McKinney Sr
Ocean View Station Museum
111 W Ocean View Av.
(Inside the NEW Pretlow Library)
Norfolk, Virginia 23503