Searching for the One
With the early morning off-shore breeze
on a broad-reach tacking toward shore
thinking on the harbor once promised
and if I really ever wanted more
Walking weatherworn docks
boat secured in its’ slip
morning finds me wandering
looking for one to share the trip
Visiting the local breakfast house
sounding for that sympathetic ear
“Hey Sailor, ….another warm-up?”
“Ah … what? Oh … yes dear.”
I watch while they quickly consume
devouring needed calories for the day
witnessing distorted mental pathways
their thought’s exposed and on display
Walking weatherworn docks
boat secured in its’ slip
morning finds me wandering
looking for one to share the trip
The open ocean is the only truth
supporting life and building land
sailing far offshore each day alone
was never ever this sailor’s plan
Land-lubbers scurry ‘round their cities
building ant-hills atop one another
the open oceans of Mother Earth
would probably make them shudder
Walking weatherworn docks
boat secured in its’ slip
morning finds me wandering
looking for one to share the trip
Upon this Earth, the lady doth exist
my knowledge proves this to be true
but finding that one particular girl
has its’ own way of making me blue
Finding that very special individual
adds to the complexity of the quest
even though I grow much older
I’ll continue to looking for the best
Walking weatherworn docks
boat secured in its’ slip
morning finds me wandering
looking for one to share the trip
The energy and freedom of youth
is definitely wasted on the young
with knowledge only gained in time
can one’s own song be sung
These are the simple thoughts
of a Sailor who’s now grown old
questioning some of the choices
knowing the dream can not be sold
Wandering early in the evening
a friendly Pub to get a sip
another place for me to search
looking for one to share the trip
Gathering courage from Captain Morgan
chased with a shot or two for the smile
telling inebriated ‘tall tales’ of life at sea
a gallant effort going that extra mile
Close moves an interesting companion
a serendipitous moment in time
wondering “…could she really be the one?”
this evening will end sublime
Walking weatherworn docks
she called my boat a ship
I smile and continue
looking for one to share the trip
© Sailor – November 02, 2011 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Revised January 9, 2012
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