Till I See Your Ship At Bay Poem by michelle anderson
Till I See Your Ship At Bay
And of course in the Morning you leave me to rest.
What a jest, what a wonderful jest!
Breakfast, coffee, some berry in bed,
Off you went, but I am not even sad.
I don't care what you do while away,
All that matters, for you I will wait.
At the door, day and night, night and day,
Till I see your ship's back at the bay.
Thursday, May 4, 2023
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