Poem: Beyond Restoration

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Beyond Restoration

There is little to tell you
that this craft once roamed the oceans,
defiant and strong,
laughing at the waves
and dancing in the wind,
unafraid of disappearing shores,
always eager for the next horizon.

Now, it is more holes and rot
than craft,
a victim of neglect and one storm too many,
a museum piece,
a curiosity,
deemed beyond restoration
and left in the dark
afraid of the sun and wind, sure
to never sail again.

About this poem

We forget sometimes that people can be so broken they never return. Treat those around you with gentleness.

Tom

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