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As I watch the sunset dwindling into the evening sky,
I thought of the last time we split and I kissed you goodbye.

As I watched the rays split, right round the silver cloud,
I think of the present as we are apart and I silently cry aloud.

As I watch the dolphins play and in the water swirl around,
it makes me think of our kids, as I miss their cheerful sound.

As I gaze at the moon on the opposite, that’s rising by the tide
I miss your warmth and  comforting presence by my side.

As I stare at the flock of the birds, migrating to lands far away
I know our separation  gets us closer with every passing day

As I watch the stars and the clouds play the game of hide and seek,
I think of our newborn babe, so humble and meek.


As the sun dies away, giving birth to the silent night,
I picture you with the kids, giving them a cuddle tight.

And as my watch comes to an end and it’s time to go to bed,
Only you, the kids, the home keep ringing in my head.

But we sailors are meant to be tough  and cover our emotional side,
though at times our feelings are too difficult to hide.

Being away from home is just a small road of thorns,
I know this road will end, and a new day will dawn

-Eldren Goes

About the author:
Eldren is currently sailing as a Chief Officer onboard tankers. He is working with one of the top ship management companies. Eldren has a strong passion for reading and writing.


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