© Copyright George Papavgeris, November 2001
A sequel to “Letter home”, referring to the heightened expectations
before shore leave, and the frustrations when it is time to sail again.
Was it two weeks ago that I walked down the gangway
Why does it feel like it was only two days
Was it not yesterday I knocked upon the front door
I'd never seen a sweeter smile on your face
I should have shaved my beard, the baby started crying
But Timmy's eyes brighter than two sunshine rays.
We didn't sleep that night, the children wouldn't let us
Tim had to open every box there and then
The baby didn't know, but I think she could sense it
She kept on waking up again and again
And when at last they settled you were far too tired
You went to sleep and I sat watching the rain.
Perhaps I tried too hard to make up for my absence
I wanted to go out, you'd rather stay at home
You have to understand, I was at sea for three months
't was not much better than being locked up alone
each evening saying good night to the same old faces
and then good morning to the same ones at dawn.
It's just two days ago it hit me that I'm leaving
I couldn't get enough of you and the kids
And now the time is up, too many things need saying
But I just cannot get the words through my lips.
So I'll sit quiet now, my eyes can do the talking
And I'll just feel the warmth from your fingertips.
Don't cry girl, you know you are my pearl
For you I'll beg, steal and borrow
Hold me tight for the last time tonight
I am sailing tomorrow.
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