It Will Never Happen That Way
Someone once said, “When the sky is red
By the morning light,you can sail to your heart’s delight.”
But maybe I got it just backward.
No matter, though, I slept in, so
I never saw.
When I go to the sea, the waves should be
Enough of a warning for me.
I'll sail away now, I'll state my vow:
That noon is morning for me,
So I went.
I sailed away on that fateful day
Without even checking the weather.
In my dinghy, small, I met with a squall.
Alas! I turned back to the harbor
Too late.
I had come too far to regain the bar,
And my dinghy was taking on water.
So I started to bail, but forgot my pail.
I used my shoe for a starter,
Then my hat.
When my hat went flat
I was sure I could never recover.
I was going down, going to drown
For certain, I soon would discover;
I awoke.
I had dreamed; so real it seemed,
With cold sweat I still drip.
Now I’ll never go in a boat so slow
It cannot regain its slip,
Never again.
When a storm arises and me it surprises,
With power my boat be supplied.
I want out of there, to get somewhere,
Anywhere to be revived,
And be safe.
Beach it on sand, where I can get out on dry land,
It’s power for me as you can see;
But when sailing you go, I want you to know,
Regardless, whatever I say,
Take me anyway!
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