Bad Weather

Since Brig Copenhagen was only four 
days out of Liverpool, there remained some
distance to cover. Because it was more
nearer winter bad weather had to come.
Ship needed to reef sails before they tore.          
The menace of icebergs was always strong,       
This consignment of tea to Halifax                    
by its English owners must not go wrong.         
Then carrying passengers out of Boston,           
such trade was good reaping much after tax.     
Provided this battle could now be won              
Around the Horn to California where                
gold had been discovered now  by the ton.       
passengers hoping to get their fair share,
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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De Beaulieu Avatar
November 13, 2018 at 6:20 PM
Hello Alfred, as I read this poem, I could picture the scene. Have a nice evening my friend.
Berggren Avatar
September 15, 2018 at 11:03 AM
Hi Dar, In bad weather it's very hard to do anything except making sure the ship is safe.
De Beaulieu Avatar
September 14, 2018 at 6:00 PM
Hello Alfred, in bad weather on a ship isn't it hard to get things done?Especially in bad weather? Just a question. Have a nice evening my friend.
Man Avatar
July 22, 2018 at 10:52 PM
Alfred, nice take on history dear friend!
Berggren Avatar
July 23, 2018 at 9:48 AM
Thanks, Lyric Man.
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