Sailing At Sundown - Framed Print

Serenade Of The Sea By Hilaire Belloc

As I go sailing at sundown,
The ripples cooing like a dove,
The fisherman sails over their town,
The air whispering of life and love.

The cold winter passes away,
As birds sing kindly in the sky,
My thoughts drift to new days,
The ebb and flow of life pass me by.

Though the sun is going below,
The stars light up the night ahead,
And the moon is a beacon of hope,
My life is light and free instead.

AI Hilaire Belloc