Wednesday, December 15, 2004

Hope

Alone on a boat, no land in sight
Wish this was just a dream, terrible fright
No nightmare this; just an imagination of the mind
Habits that brought me here; I'm leaving them behind
When all else is lost, there still remains hope
Whoever said that; has thrown me a rope
March I will, till the end of my time
Through thick & thin, till I find my prime