When I a lad sailed the Dragon's Eye
I made it a point to not miss daybreak and sunset
I've had my share of viewing the Green Flash in nautical twilight
I've known the exuberance of greeting a new day in open water
When I feel blue these days,
I shut my eyes and smell even where I'm present,
a thousand miles in Mid America, I still smell,
Australia musky coastline, a day's journey from docking.
Old Sailor, may your fading memories, bring you
deserved release,and for those reminisces you can not shake,
may they make you a kinder bloke.
"Should ole acquaintances be forgot..."
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