I am leaving, in search for one at heart <br />The journey seem to be tough and long, I care not prepared I am <br />Forests, deserts and plains awaits, am honored for am leaving now <br />Wild beasts seem to be waiting, shrubs and thorny thatches surrounding <br />My wife will be waiting. <br /> <br /> <br />On poop or bowsprit, I’ll sail in search <br />Waters full of sea monsters a waits, for today pirates scare me not <br />Isn’t this a love sacrifice already? Luck will be waiting for me I guess <br />I’ll look at every corner of the giant sea, still in search <br />My wife will be waiting. <br /> <br /> <br />On port I’ll look in every tent, lining pirates’ wives in search of mine <br />Meet this intrepid mountaineer, who sails for love <br />To the mountains am coming, since it seems to be my next destination <br />Thirsty I am but still struggling in blues, till the tip of the mountain <br />My wife will be waiting.<br /><br />ckim mbasa<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-wife-will-be-waiting/
