Poem by Sheila Francis
Dreams are like abandoned ships.
Swept away to sea,
In you mine found their harbour;
Your faith has anchored me.
Many souls have paced these decks,
And left them raw and bare,
Yet only one returned to mend,
The damage he did there.
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