Music: Blow the Wind Southerly.
|Twenty-seven is a time of glory
When one can go a' sailing with the wind.
Each day remains a wonder in the making,
Neither rare nor simply for the taking,
The sort of miracle one leaves behind.
Yet one is still considering one's story.
Sing, then, of water dimpled with delight,
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.