MY SAILOR'S DAUGHTER
Come to me, my only one,
My sailor's daughter, born at sea.
O, come my lover, come to me,
Countess of the moon and queen of the sun.
Let us wander among the maples which gleam as they sway
Beneath the clouds of cotton which dream to release
Their misty sheets of rain where angels of peace
Above rejoice in heaven, in the endless day.
JOHN LARS ZWERENZ
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