' My Tiny Boat '
by Ken Blick

Long ago, 
the fields were all green.
I ran with the wind,
and lived to extreme.

But know comes the time,
To slow down and rest.
I've earned my degree,
and I've conquered my quest.

I'm on the other side of the sea,
in a boat I made from a tree.
A seed I planted a long time ago,
from it my dreams they did grow.

So now it's time for me,
to live once again but finally free.
Untethered on this distant land,
in a tiny boat I built by hand.

' My Tiny Boat ' by Ken Blick
Copyright © Ken Blick
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