Do you ever wonder
                                  If there's love left on this Earth?

Do you ever wonder
                                  If it's been drained of mirth?

Do you ever wonder
                                  Why the world is cold and still?

Do you ever wonder
                                   Why winter lovers catch a chill?

Do you ever wonder
                                   When an adult becomes "old"?

Do you ever wonder
                                   When children grow so bold?

Do you ever wonder
                                  How skies became so grey?

Do you ever wonder
                                  How a mockingbird's young play?

Do you ever wonder?
                                  Of this I cannot see.

But I know you'll never wonder
                                                     How much you love me.

Now it snows
The frost falls
The ground retreats
Beneath a sheet
Of whiteness

Now it rains
The water falls
Soft snow becomes
Mush
And slushes
As I walk outside

Now it is day
The sun
Sees the earth spin
Into its’ light
And the slush
Recedes
And the ground reappears
Until it snows again tonight

Ships upon ships in a watery county
Captains attempting in maneuvering their ships all from the bounty
The stormy skies with wind, which Heaven was in charge
The seas rocking all ships
Heaven voice of lighthouses being their tip
Deeper and deeper ships go in a disastrous dip
The open seas being their own Sea God
No voice with speech can actually say
The sea wave’s move in having their way
Yet the high sea waves in their sound
Questionable moments in a rocky bearing bound
Many ships of the past perished on the seas
I seem to remember a courageous ship only known as LADY LOUISE
It was a ship that did survive
There was adventure and true guidance that helped the ship to strive
The shortest of times
What is actually kept in the mind?
The seas will continue on the journey of derive
The theory of seas behave under who controls
A praising voice looking for that behold
But Heaven above and the superiority one with the majesty name to think of
A ship is mainly the craft meant for the sea
But no one really knows the reason, as it is the holy one called thee
Waves and seas were created beyond men’s understanding what nature can establish
Seas upon seas in knowing how to ride the wave and to see beyond how the lighthouse guides
It’s Heaven alone with its own special stride.