


| I sent a ship a sailing a sailing toward the sea And oh it was a lovely ship a lovely ship to me It sailed toward the sunset the sunset golden and low It took off in the current the current made it go I watched it with a purpose a purpose of sweet release A part of me was moving on Moving on past all reach When the toy became so small so small as it sailed away At last I turned my eyes from there from there and then that day I paused a time to wonder to wonder what next to do I saw an eagle’s wings outspread outspread against the blue I knew then what I’d forgot what I’d forgot was yet true I had wings of my own to stretch to stretch, and off I flew… |
| Sailing By Judy Hays-Eberts |