The Blessed Voyage

 The Blessed Voyage


Young sailor, young sailor on the voyage of life

Roves down the river from his very first home.

Runs with the waves now that bear him along,

Rough passage from his home ground where long he belonged.


He reaches safe harbor, a shining new world.

His crew cuts the anchor rode, no need anymore.

He takes him a breath now, and cries, “I’m ashore!”

Newborn sailor at his Mom's breast, safe harbor, for sure.


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