Dry Dock update

by rick   Jan 4, 2009


Past Year but a Memory, Raced by Us so Fast,
Our Walks Upon the Beach, I So Wish it Could Last.

To Sail With You at the Wheel, as I tie Jib to Mast,
Is My Hope As Your 1st Mate, Steadfast & Loyal to the Last.

Our Boat Now in Dry-Dock, Undergoing Overhaul,
In Due Time She'll Sport New Sails, a Sight of Pure Awe.

To Where Shall We Set Compass? To Mystical Islands, Exotic & Quite Far?
It Matters Not to Me, So Long as the Voyage Includes A Word - "OUR".

Is there a Way to Describe to You the Depth of My Love?
From Floor of Vast Oceans, to Bright Moon High Above?

So Take Comfort in This, My Sweet CJ
For You I Will Wait, Come What May.

And Know in Your Heart that My Love for You,
Is Deeper than Any Ocean & True as Sky is Blue.

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