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
O’er 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
I love it! It’s so sweet. It goes with my boat.