Relive

Relive


Sails billowing in the winds,
On ship far out to sea.
Small bells twinkling,
Metal chimes, like the call of many birds.

The sea gently rocking,
These men from side to side.
Ocean spray and the sound of waves.
Like a mothers lullaby.

Chill winds gently caressing,
Ones face, like the hand of a lover.
The smell of the air, crisp and clean,
Inviting and rich.

These men are home,
On the roiling waves.
The bosom of a mother,
A lonely lover.
The grave of many brave men.

Onward they sail,
Solemn and quiet.
Scouring the waters,
For foes unseen.
Gliding in the depths,
Clear and pristine.
Watching and waiting,
Like the angels of death.
Ready to take these men,
Back into their mothers arms.