I Lifted My Oars
I've Lifted My Oars
I've lifted my oars as I now drift along
I've rowed all my life now my strength is all gone
So I’ll drift through the mist and the shadow of time
Until nothing is left but the memory of mine
Though you might lose sight of my oars and my boat
My life will live on through the things that I wrote
So don’t grieve and don’t cry when I pass out of sight
We’ll meet once again on the light side of night
I don't usually write serious poetry but this was based on a beautiful picture I saw on Facebook and I could not resist. You saw the silhouette of a rowboat - the oars were out of the water and the boat was drifting into a blue mist.
Copyright © Mike Dailey | Year Posted 2015
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