My Sailor

On the winds of time and change
On the sea of sadness
a boat of grace and beauty floats with nary a care in the world
on that boat stands my sailor
his eyes facing the east
and my lighthouse
if the light were on
he would sail back to me and wrap himself in my arms
but the light is off
so he sighs and returns to his work
when he returns i will be happy again and so will he
and once again i will see my love reflected in his eyes
my sailor





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