To the Catcher

Daily dabbles and works of my poetry, prose, and photos.
Adieu, adieu to the quaking shore
Reluctance plays in my idle feet.
When once I’m gone from footprints on to waves to meet the time I meet.
Give me winds and speed give me courage to forget the shore,
The strength in power to sail on evermore.
My home is you now come
With me to caves and gales,
I know no others to know me
Given up shutters for sails.
To those behind plowing green loam
Hold on your grip but see
My swaying home waves
Adieu to you I’m free.

Adieu, adieu to the quaking shore
Reluctance plays in my idle feet.
When once I’m gone from footprints on to waves to meet the time I meet.
Give me winds and speed give me courage to forget the shore,
The strength in power to sail on evermore.
My home is you now come
With me to caves and gales,
I know no others to know me
Given up shutters for sails.
To those behind plowing green loam
Hold on your grip but see
My swaying home waves
Adieu to you I’m free.

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