Seaside Dream
I lie back in our Adirondack chair,
And feel the soft breeze over sunset waves,
Drowsiness claims my senses. and
I imagine that ship in the distance I see
Shining in the last bit of day
Is my captain coming home to me.
In my heart I hear the flapping canvas,
The splashing of the oars,
And the jolly songs of sailor boys
Filled with happy anxiety.
Tattered and torn they may be
From their months riding on the sea,
For a while they will be home,
Though they will soon again roam
To the call of their passion, their love.
My captain warned me of a wife's loneliness,
But I love him more than any longing.
He is the holder of my heart,
And my life is my prayer for his safe return.
But it is only a seaside dream.
Copyright © Sunlite Wanter | Year Posted 2018
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