The Course Poem by bob gormley
The Course
Of distant shores and sailing ships,
She waits for her man with welcoming lips...
Kissed him tenderly on the day of sail,
Will he return to her safe, oh pray tell...
Lord, keep him safe within your arms,
To return to her, be not lost to the sea´s charms...
Her ship of love, and his of wandering adventure,
In due course will unite again and find love as their treasure...
R. Gormley
(circa 2010)
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