He looked out, from onboard the ship
hoping and praying that she'd be there
he had thought of her every single day
whilst away, on the clipper 'Ocean Air'
Gone for many months, a life at sea
braving treacherous waves and storms
trading goods with many foreign lands
but at last, he would soon be home
He thought of her and nothing else
bringing home trinkets and this time, a ring
he would ask her for her hand in marriage
and give up this life of constant sailing
With scope in hand, he espied the shore
and spotted her running to the beach
it won't be long, she'll be in his arms
and for her hand, he would soon beseech
Just then, her vision began to fade
his heart sank as he feared the worst
what illusion was this that she'd disappear
the ship, now encompassed by a mist
Soon his harbor home was out of sight
yet another storm came rolling in
all hands on deck, they did their best
manned the moorings to keep from sinking
But they'd done this many times before
it's second nature when your life is the sea
they'd bring the clipper out of the storm
and return again, to the harbor's safety
And sure enough, the winds did calm
the clipper and men safe, yet once again
but the storm had pushed them back out to sea
losing time, they would sail back in
This time he did not see his love
waiting for him upon the sandy shore
and something else, he'd never realize
they'd not be coming home anymore
~PennyLynne~