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Upon the oceanliner, I
made my way
Passport and luggage, for a two week stay
Finding the cabin all nice and sound
Perfect time for me to just mingle around
People as strangers, I'd never before met
Upon a journey, this heart won't forget
So many faces, I see before my eyes
Until I spot him, a magical surprise
He stared at me and smiled so sweet
Two minutes later, he came up to meet
A magical moment it turned out to be
For the next two weeks, he was always with me
This trip I had needed for all so long
Turned out to be the place I did belong
For I found love on this cruise upon the sea
Passport to love, is what it turned out to be
~ Wanda Stirewalt Starnes ~
ŠUsed with permission
Read more of her poetry here
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