A Ship Is Meant For Sailing Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison

I saw a sailboat on the shelf
A beauty to behold
How could I get it for myself
Inspiring dreams untold

The sales clerk said it was a prop
And was not up for sale
Suggesting I should browse and shop
Perhaps for cheese or ale

Still gazing on that wondrous shelf
Above goods to be sold
I wondered if a magic elf
Would give it me to hold

Much later in my living room
Still thinking of that ship
I thought how my life had assumed
A neat, lethargic trip

No longer do I seek that toy
Too late for games to play
A ship must sail and man with joy
Walk, sing, and seize the day.