A Port In The Sea

A Port In The Sea long poem

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My life started like a boat in search of other lands where there would
be peace, love and hope

And travel I did so much in search of a place where I would not be
considered a stranger anymore

So from South America to North America to Europe the search went on
until one day it found NY to stay evermore

Here the ship almost wrecked and was plagued by a cancer and the
captain, me, could have lost his life but never lost hope

And sure enough with the help of doctors Moskowics and yahalom he
found his compass again and set sail once more

He went on to do great things and more importantly to help so many
others knowing this gift of life which he was given again is the
biggest reason to live life by giving it to those who lost hope

So he found poetry with the help of Fred Leahy and Anthony Deriggs and
embarked in one more mission perhaps the most important in his life
and the reason he started searching for

Now he can say all those people have helped him finally find what he
started searching for with so much hope

Yes, my friend blessed is he who like me has lived to give peace, love
and hope to many more

Because I can proudly say I have enjoyed every second after second and
never forgot to live life like a ship that always sails towards free
lands where men live in peace, love and hope.

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