To Cross The Blue 1

Friend, what if we’d set sail?
You know the blue’s not to far away.
What if you brought ale,
And cracked out scones for the trip ahead?

Wouldn’t you like the scene;
To jump in just so you could have a feel?
When then can we leave?
Forests and dunes can’t resolve this mist.  

For this here is my wrapped up note,
To be tossed out should someone find it so.

And when can you come on by?
For floating notes are my companions now

And do you really need a hand?
For talent lands right where I stand

Should you choose to sail alone, 
Fear not the rain, nor thunder, nor the snow


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