Closer To Heaven
Before I'll be going to sleep
without hearing the seagulls shriek,
let me pray and be truly meek:
asking my Lord not to be weak...
trusting the calmness of the deep.
And should I stray like a lost sheep,
I will not fear the waves beneath;
closer to Heaven, where stars peak,
this captain won't abandon his fleet...
should danger foretell a defeat!
Written by Andrew Crisci
for Giorgio Veneto's contest,
" Metrical Verse "
Monorhyme
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