I'm waiting for my ship
which hasn't yet come in;
but in my heart I know it won't be long,
for even as I pine of this dream boat on my mind,
the echo of its steam horn sings my song!
Now, in my anxious view
as I gaze across the blue,
I see her silhouette against the sky:
where across horizon's zone with a cargo all my own,
she's bringing home to me - "my piece of pie!"
There! beyond the foam, I glimpse her coming home-
steaming on to fill these goals of mine.
I'm caught up in a trance and the butterflies all dance
as she speeds along across the brine.
And soon I'll ride her bow and we'll sail on here and now
and brush away the ocean's spray;
and when she carries me to my port of destiny-
I'll be king of my domain -as winners say!
William E. Hardison
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