Sailing the sea

may be no place

for a boy to flee.

He would not stay one long

not hauling trade and passenger,

or landing in port with a sailor throng.

Waves lowering and raising.

crashing,  soaked;

sailor boy looks to God praising.

What he had dreamed of since birth;

Knots,rope, sails and gulls,

preferred sea over standing on earth!

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