Cruising

Cruising's where I want to be,
Out across the deep blue sea.  

Sun, sky, wind, and wave.
Set sail my soul to save.

Without a care in the world.  
All my red flags furled.  

Gliding into sunset reaches,
Stretching far sand white beaches.  

Stretching far as eyes can see,
Out across the deep blue sea.  

Arriving exotic ports of call,
Someday to see them all.  

But for now, I'm content to be,
Just cruising the deep blue sea.  

Copyright 2002 © Ronald W. Hull

4/23/02

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