
I stood watching as the little ship sailed out to sea. The setting sun tinted his white sails with a golden light.
As he disappeared from sight a voice at my side whispered, "He is gone."
But the sea was a narrow one. On the far shore a little band of friends had gathered to watch and wait in happy expectation. Flicka, Hamlet, Paka and Junior, Spike, Cecelia, Rhonda and Jed. And also Rogue and Teague, just to name a few. Suddenly they caught sight of the tiny sail and at the very moment my companion whispered, "He's gone" A glad bark went up in joyous welcome, here he comes!"
Nice poem I hope they are romping in a beautiful waterfall with palms and tropicaal orchids today
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