The Ship

In the harbor there is a ship;
Her masts are tall and her
Lines are sleek; there is a
Sadness as she sits upon the water.
The harbor is safe, the
Harbor is where she remains.
But the harbor is not where
A ship is meant to be.
She misses the ocean, and
The waves crashing against her;
The gales of a Nor’easter that
Rock her from side to side.
She misses the adventure that
Only an adventure can provide;
But most of all she misses a Hero
Who will guide her across the sea.