A Mariner
A mariner leaves for months at a time
With a wind in his sails and a goal in mind
He doesn’t know what lies ahead
And he eats lots of fruit with dry wheat bread
The adventure calls and ignites his soul
But Mother Nature bawls and takes her toll
Hurricanes and wind tear at his nerves
After he makes it he finally learns
The lesson taught by life itself
Your stories not finished till it’s on the shelf
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