Black Sails

Black Sails
Black sails is like the dark of night
Sailing into the morning daylight

Smooth as velvet the black sails glides 
Over the water as it splashes inside

I think back to a  memory in my mind 
To black sails now I hope to find

Back in time to when I was a child
Watching black sails all the while

Up and down that old river we rode
My dad and I with a heavy load

Now hes gone memories is all that's left
Of black sails on the river alone by myself. . . . 

Written by Artie Beason
March 23 2014
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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