I've never posted here before, but I thought there might be someone here who might like my poem about cruising.
The sea gods call, and I must go.
I must go down where the trade winds blow.
I must sail south throught the midnight blue.
Through calm or storm, I shall cruise with you.
For you are the one whom I would choose
To be at my side through life's long cruise,
And we'll leave the choice to chance or fate,
To decide who is captain and who is mate.
Though we may venture where wild winds roar
And the tide take our ship toward the rocky shore,
With you at my side, we'll steer straight and true.
May my life be a cruise, may the cruise be with you.