Once on a clear day
I watched you as you sailed away.
the tides carried you far.
I waved good-bye to you
from the breezy shore.
I stood watching on into the night
until your boat sailed out of sight.
Though your journey
has yet to end,
my heart yearns for you
until we meet again.
And when that day comes,
when you have sailed no more,
I will be waiting for you
on the breezy shore.
Now here I am,
on this first day of May
with flowers in hand
waving as I stand
once again on a clear day.
ML Hudson
