The mast is up, and set to sail
That was so broke within the gale.
The decks are clear, the hull is trim
The sky no longer dark and grim.
Upon the shore are none to wave
Up in the hills are none to see
One does not need now to be brave
To leave nothing for eternity
Forward oh horizons vast!
The future then and not the past!
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Author:
Jabberwocky (
Offline) - Published: September 28th, 2017 03:23
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Comments1
Good positive write Jabberwocky.
Thanks Goldfinch. I've been away for a while, glad you're still here 🙂
Glad to see you back Jabberwocky.
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