Seafairers And Their Sailing Boats

We sail through life upon stormy waters And sometimes calm We need to keep stable To survive and keep afloat Sometimes we use a compass and sextant To navigate steering in the right direction Exploring new adventures And avenues With the wind in our sails We journey hopefully Toward the horizon ahead and the hanging sun The folding waves Wild and unpredictable unforgiving Have taken So many to their early graves Foreboding dark skies Lightening cracks Tymphony drums rumble Cymbals crash We all need someone To keep us afloat Not to crash onto the rocks Safely harboured and firmly anchored So we don't drift away.