The swelling of the waves
In an ocean that was calm.
Makes my rowing uneasy,
Hoping it will not get worse.
I'm a long way from the shore.
Got caught in a moving current.
No one is within my sight
If I should be tossed in the sea.
The winds ceased to roar,
And the ocean was becalmed.
Luck was with me this day,
But no longer will I paddle alone.
Love ya!
Jane
Regis