The Sea, The Sea Poem by David Harris
The Sea, The Sea
The sea, the sea beckons me
with its sirens call.
The lure of its wandering waves,
get a boat and sail with me.
The sea, the sea beckons me
to sail away from home,
to leave all that I love
and with her find a new home.
The sea, the sea with its restless ways
keeps calling out my name.
Saying that sailing with her
will give me fortune and fame.
I am not a sailor
and have no wish to roam.
Sea, oh sea call someone else
and let them answer your call.
28 July 2009
I am not a sailor and have no wish to roam. Sea, oh sea call someone else and let them answer your call. ................................................. The excellent....10...
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8/7/2026 9:34:23 AM # rel_20260806T081513Z_580e7f4
a beautiful poem by a fine author. I may be a sailor, but the sea does not call to me, perhaps i shall rest from the sea, and hope it calls.