A Sailors Soul
A sailor's soul has an
epic thirst
Only nourished by the sea
For only upon it's waves and
swells
Is a sailor's soul set free
He prays for winds to fill his
sails
And clear skies to chart his way
A pull of rum and cheap cigar
To finish out his day
The stories spewed, both lies
and truths
Will fade upon the seas
For until his ship, next leaves
it's slip
Will his soul again be
freed
Copyright © Terry Lowe | Year Posted 2012
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