The Captain Poem by Cornelius Douglas

          

His day goes on while others rest
He forever bears the strain
To steer his ship both straight and true
And bring her home again

Not much he says as he moves around the workings of the crew
He stands alone with anchors weight of things that he must do

For he's the Captain and that is that
Disobeying not approved
Although he's fair and good to all
There is no clearer rule

And in those hours he is granted sleep
In prayers from his good few
'God bless and keep the Captain Lord, for he is all but you'.
Copyright1991 Cornelius Douglas