The Sea

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I took my sailboat out to sea


to that place that I love to be



As I drift to this beautiful place



gulls dive and dip with a dancer’s grace




I usually float towards that distant land

when stars are thrown over me like scattered sand


I look grimly now upon the storm swept seas


praying that once the sun comes I will be free



Then there's the dull roar and gasp of the surf
as I open my eyes water drifting back from sandy turf
My lovely boat scattered and splintered around me

Which did not survive the storm unlike me





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