As soon as I step upon the deck
Of any boat or ship afloat
I feel at home and ready to roam
The ocean wide come wind or tide,
Cast off the ropes, sky-high my hopes
And full of joy like some young boy.
So come with me, let’s put to sea,
Shrug off the years, forget our fears,
Together sail through storm and gale
Hand in hand and far from land
Yet safe and sound—not homeward bound
For home is here just where we are,
Happy to be—safe on the lap of our mother, the sea.
Pete Crowther
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/home-waters/
