I was thinking of a slow boat because she's probably excited to come home for a while and all that waiting creates impatience.
Lovely night scene. Thanks.
I was on a slow boat,
I was not in a hurry
We bobbed over churning seas
We thought we would be taken down
Suddenly in the dead of night
A solitary star was shown
We followed it into the dawn
Oer waters rough and brown
It guided us to a safe port
Up on dry land we stretched
The little boat left the port
The star following behind it.
Soaring Feather
04.14.08