Tome of Days

And I’ll sail forever My ocean of mischief A sea of comfort My hymn of peace Love comes with in the drift My heart tears from the rift Life my burden to hold Above my shoulders in lift And I’ll sail forever The moments that flatter our cheeks A child, A fleet Of inspiring smiles Our happiness our triumph The displeasure in vows My judgment in trials An episode relaxed Racing for miles Who’s to tell me I cannot sail Toward which wind wanders I am but a sun lit rise Growing ale Most prisoners ask for freedom Letters of ordinary tales Photographs and mail But I think I will forever sail I thank you for your comments I acknowledge them, I walk on In search of wonders Stress free, a place to belong Don’t you wish you were home I’m writing for pictures An image clear Yet no one sees Then again who am I to be I’m only running with the sea