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My Sailor

His good ship brought him home from war, I thought he'd sail away no more. I welcomed him with open arms. I wooed him with my female charms. I wanted to keep him from the sea, To keep him always near to me. When that great ship left port that day, He climbed aboard and sailed away. He didn't heed my pleas to stay, "I'll be back home in the month of May". If he falls into the salty brine, The sea will steal this man of mine. Because he never learned to swim, That fall will be the end of him. Standing alone on the lonely shore I'll be forever longing for, Looking , longing ever for My sailor love, my sailor love My sailor who will come no more My sailor love, my sailor love.

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Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 1/4/2019 2:31:00 PM

Hello Joyce, it is hard to know when or if a sailor of a spouse will return or not. It is a sad day when they do not return. Have a nice day my friend.

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 12/26/2018 10:59:00 PM

Hon, my mother was really carrying on as my brother's ship left the dock during the Vietnam War. But for the fact that this was your husband sailing away, your words brought back that painful time. Beautifully written, dear friend! Hugs, Carolyn

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 12/26/2018 9:26:00 PM

Great one, Joyce. My husband was in port and was pulled off the boat by a probable shark as the net he had tied around his wrist had a hole in it. Only by the grace of God did he make it back for no one knew what happened. True Story!

Carolyn Devonshire
Date: 12/26/2018 10:57:00 PM

How horrible, Kim! It's amazing he survived.