Float me out on the evening tide, <br />And I will sail the ocean blue, <br />Give me a boat and I will glide, <br />Across seas, to adventures new. <br /> <br />Give me a craft, strong and nimble, <br />That will chase the waves so free, <br />One that will be like a symbol, <br />Of the adventurer, that is me. <br /> <br />Let me face the thundering storms, <br />That range o'er this ocean vast, <br />And as each menacing cyclone forms, <br />I'll oppose every powerful blast. <br /> <br />I shall ride the winds that wildly blow, <br />That will take me journeying on, <br />And whether they travel fast or slow, <br />These seas are where I belong. <br /> <br />© Ernestine Northover<br /><br />Ernestine Northover<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/where-i-belong/
