He sits at the bar where you drowned your sorrows,
He reads your message in a bottle, Captain of your soul
Goes to the shore where you like to be alone.
Down at the harbour, holding your hand, welcome aboard!
A warm smile that starts yours, you're place in the sun,
fellow traveller with the fisherman, the Holy One.
Welcome!
The poems in this beautifully bound book are a result of over twenty years of observations. Observations of the world around us and on the telecommunications network. All of the hate, love, heroism, disasters, and those who help.
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