Waiting
The ship across the harbor
waits to sail the sea.
The captain will set sail tomorrow
according to what the weather will be.
The ship is polished and loaded.
Fine wine, port cheese, delightful eatables
and all that will be needed
for making the trip most pleasurable.
Looking toward the sky, hues of blue
watching from the boardwalk with excitement.
Can only imagine where the passengers and crew
will be tomorrow in the afternoon.
I think of them filled with contentment
knowing wonderful adventures begin soon.
Tomorrow I'll be here on the boardwalk.
The ship no longer sitting in the harbor,
just sea gulls who mock
the fact that others are left behind.
The ship across the harbor
waits to sail the sea.
The captain will set sail tomorrow
according to what the weather will be.
The ship is polished and loaded.
Fine wine, port cheese, delightful eatables
and all that will be needed
for making the trip most pleasurable.
Looking toward the sky, hues of blue
watching from the boardwalk with excitement.
Can only imagine where the passengers and crew
will be tomorrow in the afternoon.
I think of them filled with contentment
knowing wonderful adventures begin soon.
Tomorrow I'll be here on the boardwalk.
The ship no longer sitting in the harbor,
just sea gulls who mock
the fact that others are left behind.
