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Sailing On Home

While the water’s whitened waves Flew forth fast in foamy sprays All amidst an airy act Blowing, blasting, beating back Seeing swarthy, seaward sailing ships Onward o’er the ocean dips Upward, downward, driving days Seeking harbors, havens haste their ways The ships sail sure in stormy seas Calmly coursing comes a breeze Now softly sailing, slides the ship Muffled, mellow, made my trip

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 2/17/2015 2:24:00 PM
Lovely alliteration - i much prefer calm calm waters - living on a tiny island i adore watching the sea but much prefer to be on dry land:-) hugs jan xx 7 xx
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John Squires
Date: 2/17/2015 10:22:00 PM
Thanks for your comments and glad you enjoyed it. Sounds like you may be in a good fishing spot too. After spending time at sea before I prefer dry land as well.

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