I am back on my ship
The very next day
Itching to go, to yell,
"Anchors aweigh!"
But what is a captain
If she has to crew?
I am useless alone
This much is true
I remember the boy
From yesterday
And my heart fills with joy
When I look his way
He sits on the dock
Legs crossed, eyes focused
Still as a rock
Like a pensive poet
In him I see
The perfect first mate
I wonder if he'll agree
To be a pirate
But in my heart I feel sure
That he is will come with me
He's so perfect and pure
He must be of the sea
YOU ARE READING
Playground Pirates
PuisiIf only we could go back in time/ Rewind to the very start/ When we were playing pirates/ Not sinking oceans apart/ -- Cover by @lunaishi
