Voyage In The Dark Of Morn
It's dark of morn but I have no choice
but to sail my boat again
against the tides where fate has brought me
sailing across the open sea.
I hope that the gods would understand
that after all, I'm just a man
Soon in no time, I'll be back
on this boat where I'm the captain.
January 8, 2024, PST, BC
Copyright © R. B. Cawis | Year Posted 2024
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