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Safe harbor For forty-two years she has been my safe harbor, We two have sailed together on seas roughened by fate’s hurried winds. She harpooned my heart with her voice and the look of her shined as silver as bass belly, as gold as sun’s setting stronger than my best net. Her form, once dolphin full and supple Seems so very frail these winter days My lighthouse in life, now her beacon Flickers, gutters, stills. How will I sail This weary, gray unending plain of water alone? She will not hear me saying so, but I pray That the sea and the storm sweep us both Into that final safe harbor together. |
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