6 years ago. August 5, 2018 at 3:56 AM
Do not weep my precious child...
The breeze is cool....
The light is true....
I beg no more....
My needs are gone....
The sailors dream. ...
The seas are still...
Where once was anger....
Only time moves on....
The dreams of foolish hearts...
Have run to there end...
But weeping has no place...
Tears find no home....
I found my dream....
I found my way....
Nothing to fight this day....
And now i know...
The fool was true....
So weep no more....
I found the distant shore...