In Ellen's Wake
I’ve moved amongst raging white caps
With the wind and spray and stinging flaps
A now meaningless course with little chance
The final few steps of my ship’s last dance
My hands release the spinning wheel
Now just a piece of useless steel
I now await the crash of the wave
I'm so alone, no need to be brave
She sailed with me across the seas
Once more I want to feel her breeze
Grant my wish my Neptune please
I miss her fair winds and following seas
Copyright © Jerry Hackett | Year Posted 2018
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