My woman has a wandering eye;Yarrow, thyme and thorn.She eyes the ocean and the skyWhile stitching sails, forlorn.I got a kiss, and then a tearAs she bade me go;But on the waves, my heart’s in...
—F.T. McKinstry
As I pen these words to leave a lasting record, I wonder myself where it all began.
—Richard Peck
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