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Let’s rent a boat and sail the seas
Go with the flow and the breeze,
Let waters and the winds decide
Where they’ll take us for a merry ride.
Let go, Let go, Yes, Let go
Then see how short you”ll be on woe,
Let someone else count the miles
As you revel in pretty smiles.
Choose Winter for this little jaunt
Else, the Sun will you, forever haunt,
You don’t want the sweat of your brow
To add to the level and drown you, somehow.
Time, will fly as never before
Life, seemingly, without a chore
For, all you’ll do is count the stars
Gaze at Venus and at Mars.
Truly vast are the seas at night
For, darkness banishes all signs of light,
The twinkle in the skies above
The scene all set for romance and love.
The night’s young do what you wish
Hold hands or catch some fish
Or, close your eyes and catch some sleep
Think of old times and you might weep.
Tears of joy may gently flow
Memories and the heart aglow,
Snowflakes falling from the skies
A little moist the remembering eyes.
Dream, folks or fantasize
Not much to choose ‘tween truth and lies,
It’s all mirage, the sands of Time
The World no more than Pantomime.
Notice: All material in this product is the intellectual property of Ashok Sawhny and cannot be used in any way without the written
permission of the author Ashok Sawhny. Having said that, the author is always open to proposals and can be contacted
via www.ashoksawhny.com
By Ashok SawhnyLet’s rent a boat and sail the seas
Go with the flow and the breeze,
Let waters and the winds decide
Where they’ll take us for a merry ride.
Let go, Let go, Yes, Let go
Then see how short you”ll be on woe,
Let someone else count the miles
As you revel in pretty smiles.
Choose Winter for this little jaunt
Else, the Sun will you, forever haunt,
You don’t want the sweat of your brow
To add to the level and drown you, somehow.
Time, will fly as never before
Life, seemingly, without a chore
For, all you’ll do is count the stars
Gaze at Venus and at Mars.
Truly vast are the seas at night
For, darkness banishes all signs of light,
The twinkle in the skies above
The scene all set for romance and love.
The night’s young do what you wish
Hold hands or catch some fish
Or, close your eyes and catch some sleep
Think of old times and you might weep.
Tears of joy may gently flow
Memories and the heart aglow,
Snowflakes falling from the skies
A little moist the remembering eyes.
Dream, folks or fantasize
Not much to choose ‘tween truth and lies,
It’s all mirage, the sands of Time
The World no more than Pantomime.
Notice: All material in this product is the intellectual property of Ashok Sawhny and cannot be used in any way without the written
permission of the author Ashok Sawhny. Having said that, the author is always open to proposals and can be contacted
via www.ashoksawhny.com