Pride-For all we do

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Ten feet under and twenty above.

She was pitching heavily and couldn’t see the bow.

 

On bridge I stood, holding the helm.

Though safe in there, still felt the grim.

 

Cirrus filaments heading towards danger,

More beautiful than said, but I had a ship to steer

 

Miles off the coast, into nature’s fury.

It’s no new game, though sometimes scary

 

Is it worth leaving family- friends behind?

For the sea, that gives you tuff- tuff time.

 

I do what I do to keep their smile.

Of all the ways,

Chose the one that suits ‘My Style’

 

 

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