Day by day
Lay and pray
Pray and stay
Stay and stray
Stray and stay
Sun up
Sun down
Going through the motions, like the tides of the ocean
Coming in, casting out
What is this poem about?
I am feeling caught
Caught and distraught
The troubling thoughts that plague my mind never stray
They always stay
They stay like the pondering of a love that is maybe lost
I have a sailor, he is out to sea
Should I write to him, if he hasn't written to me?
I wonder why, not a word has been sent
Is it me? Or is it the sea?
Did he not send word because he couldn't?
Or was it because he thinks he shouldn't?
Questions of these drift in and out of my mind, taking up all time
Though there is much to do throughout the day, my mind still does stray
I wonder why
I wonder how
What should I do now?
Do I take his silence as a sign?
Should I consider it benign?
Do I say something now?
If I do, then how?
These thoughts, they plague me night and day
They leave me no choice but to pray, and pray, and pray
Pray for clarity, pray for a clue
Pray that there is something greater than you
Pray for the day that you will come home
Pray for a life that I can call only my own
It is good you are gone, but I long for you here
Should I write, should I not?
I seem to think you're all I've got
I know that's not true, God is the key
I have to pray, and pray
For He is with me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem