Down to the Sea
It is your job to go to away,
Across the oceans, blue and gray.
You are a sailor proud and strong,
But why does it hurt when you're gone so long?
Be it a month, a week, a day
It's all the same when you're away.
A sailor you will always be,
Heeding the callings of the sea.
I watch you leave with heavy heart,
Hating that we'll be apart.
But thoughts of you I'll always carry,
And try my best to be bright, and merry.
I love you more and more each day
And wouldn't have it another way.
I love my sailor,
I wait, I yearn,
Until the day that you return.
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