Anne Sicola

(Union Beach, NJ)

The Ship Of Hope

The Ship of Hope sails back and forth
To help the sick, the weary and the lost
It sails at dawn and forever more
The ship makes it stop at every port

The gang plank for all is wide and white
The yawning port holes are inviting and bright
For all who come the trip is free
The whistles blows, the motor roars, the ship is off to sea

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