Driftwood


~

Built a boat with boards of wood,

made with junk I knew was good.

Drifted on the seven seas,

searching for the birds and bees.

.

Saw new lands; north, east, south and west,

returning home, thought it best.

My ship now sits on a stand,

fearful of the careless hand.

.

Now if this vessel were too to break,

with scraps of wood I will remake.

Fitted then in a case of glass,

reflecting time for all who pass.

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And if this glass too shall smash,

its shards of glass tossed to the trash.

With broken sticks pulled from within,

my craft of new will then begin.

~*~

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