Storms O The Sea

Storms O The Sea

She listed hard to the starboard side

Rolling neath the angry waves o the sea

We hung on tight to ride her out

Wondering how tough it’s gone be

Everything inside her thrown to and fro

The mighty beast moaned in agony

And every heathen prayed to God

In the heaving depths o the stormy sea

Bow to the fierce face o the scowling sky

Then dropped violently back to the sea

The hull groans under the intense force

As her crew groans, ‘God help me’

The hope of peaceful days under the sun

Dashed by the crashing o an angry sea

From stem to stern she rocked and creaked

Every inch o her shaken violently

All o the sudden she emerged intact

Sun peaking through as clouds did flee

Sailors cheered and shared a toast

‘To surviving the storms o the sea’