we left .

well we left out on the open water.one might wonder.what was in sight...O. I remember my mother.on the shore.she was crying and.looking down.well the night grew dark and the light.grew.far..here we are,just alone.except for the stars.in.the heavens.waves are rolling on and on.how long will they roll and.will we be torn apart. the sails are high.spirits fill the sails wind water an sun.with down pours of rain is all we have .raging on .in the water .....each of us will be strong.