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The sea are calm, the storm has passed, the good Queen has sailed for Toudor at last. "To toudor, to toudor," she called to her crew, and her ship sailed away towards a full moon. I here words echo deep in my mind, Knowing that now is the time. With tears in my eye's I sail for her lands, charged with the ruling of her great Coven. With my hands sitting steady on The Tyler Scott's great wheel, I call for my Crew to raise up her sail. Slowly she lurches and heaves to port side, as we set Sail under the full moon nite. In no time it seems a shout from above, "Land ho there Captain," Swallows me up. I look through my glass and see the cove up ahead, the land of the Coven is right there again, but this time I know from the pain in my heart. My friend wont be there when from this ship, I depart. The Sound is just ahead, as the Tyler scott rides the swells, "Haul in the Jib sheet and stow the Top sails." My crew answers the call, but even they seems to know, that the Prince they once sail with is already gone. We find the Calm waters just behind the sound, I know I have to find the King inside me as the Dingy's go down. So Proudly I stand with my feet on the prow, my eyes are red from the tears that have fell. I miss my friend dearly, though one day she may return. The prince inside me is gone, and this time as a King I return.
by Bobby Haynes Copyright 2009
(written for a friend)
The Pain of Love
Love is great and love is grand, say all the little children walking hand in hand, but love has teeth and love breds pain, just look at what love has done.
love lifts your spirts and then crashes them down. It gives you hope, before knocking you down.
Love always comes when you exspect it not and leaves you with a vacant hole in your heart.
Love will save they all used to say, just to come back and hurt you another day.
Love I've held and a Love I tought true, but love walked away again, just to make me feel blue.
Love has never brought me once ounce of luck, it just comes in and takes out another chunk
Love is great, or doest bring joy. Love just comes to hurt and play you like a toy.
Love has come to hurt me for the very last time, i wont let it near enough I wont be that kind.
I have got to take a hard stand agisnist all that pain, if I dont love will come and hurt me again.
I once held love in high regard, it always rewards me with a broken heart.
by Bobby Haynes copyrighted 2007
