Montag, 26. August 2013

Poem Aug 26th 2013

The Old Sailor
You couldn't get past us
when the ocean was rough
we showed we had the stuff
to survive
come what may
we may be battered
but there the next day
tough as nails
respectful of the ocean's gales
ignorance
calls you to the deep
from there
you cannot retreat
 
© BJG Aug 2013


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