My Raging Queen

It was a cloudy day; All quiet and serene.
It was my first trip on the Raging Queen.
I was her captain; She was my first mate.
We left harbor; It wasn't my first date.

She was a beauty; A nice crow's nest.
It was her maiden voyage; A real test.
It became foggy; Looked for the helm.
She was turbulent; I was overwhelmed.

Storm clouds gathered; Hard to steer.
I became worried; She was a dear.
Winds blew; Rain coming starboard.
I tried to hold on; Went overboard.

Soaking wet; I mounted her again.
I got the mast; She was my friend.
Threw anchor; Riding the storm out.
At first she raged; Then she pout.

Sea began to calm; Peace came.
She was soft; Moriah the same.
She was then Jo; Quiet and serene.
My first trip on the Raging Queen.