Death
5 Jan , 2014
And I hear from the outgoing ship in the bay The song of the sailors in glee: So I think of the luminous footprints that bore The comfort o’er dark Galilee, And wait for the signal to go to the shore, To the ship that is waiting for me.
Harte, Bret
Harte Bret
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