Upon the Sea
Upon the sea, she floats in peace,
many a voyage, has set her free.
Dues now paid, no one owns her soul,
her map is inked, in silver, and gold.
Rest dear lady, you have earned this day,
all your sins, cast silently away.
A one way ticket, your truth has bought,
allowing you slumber, that many have sought.
Upon the sea, she floats in peace.
Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2008
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