A storm does brew,
On the horizon a clue,
Dark clouds & seas that are few,
No storm perfect, each one though new…
Tis’ not cowardice to from a storm run,
Better to live this day, for another day to see the sun,
This storm, if close in, maybe you should shun,
Fighting Nature you can never say you won…
Your boat and you safe ashore,
You home in your bed where you comfortably snore,
Best you don’t become for others a sailors lore,
Home port is better than at sea having with Nature a war…
© ed ~~~ 2/4/09
Georg
Walt
Better to live this day, for another day to see the sun
Better indeed, Brother.
Your rhyme and meter are flawless - outstanding!!
Best regards,
Lance
fee