An Old Sea Captain’s Wish To His Son Beneath the sea of today’s calling tide let the sorrows roll and thunder Let them be dashed at the ocean’s feet and feast you not in time on regret The day be yours on sparkling waters so cast your dreams to the skies and think no more of ill times Harness the wind within your sails and strike your course be whatever it may Hear not the howling storms of past indiscretions nor the bounty of ill begotten friends Cock your ear to the one thought that is near – the sound of your voice be it steady and true For falsehood is rank amongst those who cast anchor in your sea of doubt and despair And such pirates will seize your heart and your dreams they the Piranhas of your tomorrow They’ll gather up your stores and leave you floundering ,drowning in darker waters So strike bold my friend and ride the high tide calling to the gulls overhead For you have a purpose and will stay firm the till, tacking into the winds of your tomorrows. Reprinted by permission of the author Brenda McCourt-Pulham
Posted on: Thu, 27 Jun 2013 21:34:40 +0000
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