On Selling The Lir

Selling your first sailboat

Is like a first lover leaving,

A first lover, a first sailboat

Introduces you to enchantment

And wonder you could never

Have imagined existed,

The ecstasy, the fear,

The joy, the pain,

After it’s all over

You keep thinking back

About how much they have

Helped you up the ladder of life,

Giving you one of those many

Pushes to becoming

Who and what

You are.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Songs From A Seabird” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

1:58 PM April 28, 2015

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