Voyage
Wind through her hair
She comes with a message
Hope on the wing
How can i Sojourn ?
We trod the Duckboards
dancing in the wind
and laughing in the rain
November is dead
old sailors have said
The Children have hardened
They pierce the night
After such a voyage
How can we generate hope
Copyright © Antony Glaser | Year Posted 2023
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