November drabbles - 3
After the storm, there was land. And sure, the land was over the waves, but there was grass and trees and green, and green, and glorious green, after the blue and the gray.
The children ran and parents caught and held them to keep them safe, while the deck still rolled.
The parents ran and the children caught and held them to keep them near, while the sailors steered.
And then there was tide and tempest and fear, with the hills still too far though so near.
And then, their star-crossed voyage done, there was American earth beneath their feet
The children ran and parents caught and held them to keep them safe, while the deck still rolled.
The parents ran and the children caught and held them to keep them near, while the sailors steered.
And then there was tide and tempest and fear, with the hills still too far though so near.
And then, their star-crossed voyage done, there was American earth beneath their feet
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