I love to sail upon the seas---
"High Seas" I'd call them, if you please!
My "sail" unfurled and filled with breeze---
And Terra Firma 'neath my feet!!
Although I lack the salty sprays,
I love the rocking of the waves;
And wrestling with my craft is play---
Except when gales come my way!
I really hate to be "becalmed"----
That very word's an awful sound!
My leaden "sail" drooped t'ward the ground,
Damp thick and still the air about....
Send me a wind, no fitful breeze---
Something that actually moves the trees,
That fills my "sail" nor does it tease,
----Set me sailing again on my "High Seas"!
Summer '05?