The Sparrow - Poem by Lyndon Murray
On a calm, clear night,
the Sparrow sets sail towards the moonlight
under the twinkling stars of the night.
This grand ship in its red, white, and blue
Oh what a glorious view!
As currents run through the ocean blue, on this voyage a new
with a refreshing breeze in motion.
Oh Great Sparrow of the sea
you ride the waves gallantly.
Then suddenly…white clouds turn to gray,
and the spirit of the sea awakens.
Lightning flashes and thunder rolls, as the blue tides curls.
Showers descends from the heavens,
as the Sparrow is tossed to and fro
on this vast watery existence.
Spurring howling winds that beckons daring men of a crew
to tame the wilds of an ocean.
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