A thousand friends came passing by and cheered me on
my way
As homeward bound my ships course set
They played then went away
Before they left they told me though
'Please don't be gone too long
for every day our numbers fade and soon we may be gone.'
And as you dance your dolphin waltz I too pray to an end
This senseless waste of all God's grace
Entrusted unto man
Copyright 1994 Cornelius Douglas
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem