I missed the boat
Got to swim and float
Took just a minute to aid
A child and a maid
So will I get there
Seems so unfair
So near yet far
The sea's the bar
I want to see
The land of free
Feel earth and sand
With my own hand
I dream I hope
I know I'll cope
So new so clean
Everything so green
But my limbs are tired
Though my heart's so wired
One arm in front
One push one grunt
I'm slowing down
Head's a heavy crown
I think it's over
Not now not ever.....
- Author: Rozina ( Offline)
- Published: November 3rd, 2021 05:07
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments2
Determined fortitude, hope, and action, fulfills dreams, and can even create second chances. A boat missed is never the end! - A very necessary message. Thank you.
Thank you.
I think from the day we're born, the journey begins and never stops.
The ship may sail without us, but that doesn't mean it gets there before us.
True. Thank you.
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