A young man longed to travel,
So he signed up to go to sea,
He’d let the world unravel,
By joining the Queen’s Navy.
And away they sailed,
And the globe unveiled,
As they crossed an emerald sea.
He returned with tales of derring-do,
Of exotic foreign lands.
And his sisters all longed to john his crew,
And become true and willing deckhands.
So away they sailed,
Disguised and veiled,
As they crossed those emerald seas.
One by one his sisters fell,
For men they met overseas.
They all jumped ship, as I’ve heard tell,
And wed African, French and Chinese.
Overseas they stayed,
New lives they made,
Across the emerald seas.
Photo: Levent Islek
Ah, I was hoping one of girls would stay a sailor though! =)
I shall have to write a poem about a lady sailor for you!
Once again, the perfect picture when one thinks of the sea. I was in the Navy so very long ago but the call of the sea has never left me. That is why perhaps, our little plot of land in Mexico that is along the edge of the Pacific Ocean is so important to me. It is where I hope to spend the remaining years of my life…………
The sea is so important for so many people. I understand why you feel in particular that it’s your spiritual home. How lovely, then, that you’re close to it in Mexico, one of my favourite places.