Calling of the Sea
Boats in the rain
Speeding to get home.
Tied to their wooden keeper.
A gray jacket pulled tight to keep them dry.
Rain washes down the windows
Like it has a sad story to tell.
Until next time
The waves whisper to him.
Calling of the Sea
Boats in the rain
Speeding to get home.
Tied to their wooden keeper.
A gray jacket pulled tight to keep them dry.
Rain washes down the windows
Like it has a sad story to tell.
Until next time
The waves whisper to him.
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