At Last At Last


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I wrote this poem to go with my image (of an abandoned boat on Cousin’s Island):

At Last At Last

At last at last
my days have passed
but O! to sail once more

To feel my gunwale creep
this cold and foggy keep
in search of another shore

Where’s the halyard’s clank
the wind against my plank
sea salt along my bow?

Come right with a pull
of my canvas full…

Remember me then – not now

At last at last
my days are past
but O, to sail once more!