He Seafarer Poem by David MaxOptimism

Didth he ship upon he water sink below he waves?
Or, go lost among he fog's dense haze?
Gone from sight he ship a sail...
What of it's crew?
Did they flee into he ocean's splash?
Or, are they lost among he fog's dense haze?
Perils of a seafarer casted adrift wounded ship,
from memory their voyage eventually slip,
except tenant warmth in his eyes stays with he one
whom love navigates his wayward gaze,
gone from sight... unknown is his whereabouts,
if faith has him below he ocean's wave,
a sailor's romantic grave,
there his journey lays… henceforth,
gone is his faring days!