This is a poem that I wrote in my home on the Island I grew up on.
Submitted:Feb 7, 2009
The waves they crash-
Around my boat, as I set sail-
Let them crash, I don't care-
My boat goes seaward still-
Towards the rising sun-
I will ride-
Upon my steed-like boat.
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