My Little Lifeboat

My little lifeboat is sinking- oh no, I spot a hole! Which gets me to thinking was it ever really whole? The water is becoming rougher, the port begins to crack. Now it seriously suffers, that straw broke the camel’s back. The sea is very thirsty and it needs its drink now, my little lifeboat begs for mercy, but the sea has made its vow. I try to patch each problem as if it can be mended, because dying on the ocean’s bottom was definitely not intended. My little lifeboat made a mistake and it is paying a hefty price. I can hear my little lifeboat break as I watch its beauty slice. The sea swallows its victory as a victor should my little lifeboat knew its destiny before I ever could. By: Chelsea P. Stone