"ALL ASHORE THAT'S GOING ASHORE!"
The voice was loud and
A handful of people left the ship,
But the majority stayed
"Go up top," the voice said,
"If you wish to wave
The view up there is better, too,
And you may catch a loved
Most folks then went up the steps,
Peered over the rail and
"Bye-bye Johnny." "So long Kate."
"Bye honey." "Love
A perfect day for a voyage,
A clear blue sky with no
A smiling, joyful boat-full,
All in all, a happy crowd.
This precious load of passengers
Was on a cruise they'd not
Some saved all their lives for it,
And paid the price without
They sailed across a smooth, blue sea,
No rough water
A snow white dove flew up above,
As if guiding from the
The folks on medication,
Then threw their pills
They did not need them anymore,
For they were pain free this
And those that leaned on crutches,
Then tossed them
No danger they would fall,
Their legs were strong once
Folks confined to wheelchairs,
Pushed those clumsy chairs
What a nuisance they had been,
But now they walked with
And dear older men and women
Bent nearly double with old
Stood tall and put their shoulders back,
They walked erect this
The deaf and dumb both heard and spoke,
And sightless folks now saw,
Then peace at last for those crazed souls.
Whose minds were tortured and flawed.
The passengers smiled and felt relieved,
As they tossed
their burdens to the sea,
And as each sank from sight and mind,
and women were set free.
Soon they would be reaching port,
And be ready then to
They brought no baggage with them,
Just brought their open
Not much further now, sweet souls,
The Harbor Master's
at the dock,
Look up! Look up! We're nearly there!
HO! Let the anchor drop!
Virginia (Ginny) Ellis