Lost At Sea
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>My brothers Son was lost at sea,
His body was never found.
The coast guard searched up and down the coast,
The crew they think had drowned.
Trent was just turned twenty-three,
Full of life and had high expectations.
He wanted to earn his own way,
Not have to rely on his relations.
He got a job on a fishing boat,
On the ocean they did go.
Dragging was the means use to catch the fish,
It some times went very slow.
When they failed to return that night,
The coast guard were asked to look.
They looked up and down the coast,
But not one thing came in sight.
The boat was never found that day,
It was presumed, that it had sunk.
It seemed awful strange though ,
There was no storm or no junk.
As the search went on one was found,
Drifting just of shore.
The others were never found,
Only to be seen no more.
The families gather togather ,
To pray for thier lost souls.
For the fishermen who lost thier lives,
Whos hearts were pure as gold.
Copyright © Alan Fitz | Year Posted 2009
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