Ships of Time
Traveling on a clear day sunny and bright.
The weather is perfect no cloud in sight.
Then a warning comes run for high ground!
You know your in a danger with high winds black ;clouds
headed your way.
frantic you grab life jackets to put on then
you grab the sails tie her down tight.
All who are on board start to pray together.
As the blows they try to make it to sandy shores.
Some ships become bang up and batter a long the way .
Not sure if they will make it to safety today.
Small ships Big ships small and the Great ones,
Can become Week in the mist of any dark storm.
Some Ships make it to shore some never make it ;back home;
They lost there way, beaten batter ships broken because;
The darkness of TIME.
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