l watched a ship at sea.

The storms are raging
On the rolling sea
And on the highway of regret
The winds of change
Are blowing wild and free

As l waited for others to turn up for our meal last evening

l watched a ship at sea.

It was bitterly cold l remembered being at sea in my time always either going to work, or on vacation.

But never been at sea in these cold days how must that feel?

Bet your heart reaches out to loved ones.

Bet you miss them.

But journey one must,  sometimes l do not realise how lucky l am,

l did as watched the Ship sail onwards.