Strung With Hope

For Clare

This ship sails
Through fair weather
And through gails
As it glides over
The ocean’s vastness

That sea can get rough
Ripping holes
And threatening to sink
Conditions can change
In a blink

For all the storms
That break and shake
Confuse and abuse
That take you off course
This ship stays strong true to form

Because this ship
It’s sails are
Strung with hope
Come at it all you like
That rigging keeps giving

This ship stays strong
Enjoying good times
But ready
For when things
Go wrong

This ocean is big
It’s passage not always safe or quick
But blessed with these sails
Strung with hope
This ship will always cope

David James Horn ©