In Drydock Poem by Cicely Fox Smith

The staunchest vessel built of men
Has got to drydock now and then;
And men who use the sea, like her,
Need overhauling and repair.
Good luck to one and all - may they
More fit for sea be, day by day,
Returning to their tasks once more
Stronger and abler than before;
Last - may they never need again
To seek in weakness and in pain
The surgeon's skill, the sisters' care,
But - if they're wanted, these are there!