My Wake
Sails upon my planet
A ship of cooling granite
Across the depths of time and space
Barely do I leave a trace
White caps and troughs erase my wake
Time will heal my neighbors ache
I leave no crease upon earth’s shoal
Sails affixed to my soul
11/11/2019
Copyright © Jerry Hackett | Year Posted 2019
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