I was a young man my trade was a deck hand
my first love the clipper the old Rosalea
we sailed from the old town down by the river
to Bombay and Shanghai we traded for tea
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Charming and wonderful write. Rollicking, and yet sentimental, a terrific sailor-song. Sail on, Charlie! I loved this.
Another wonderful poem, Charlie - I like the way it flows - like the river you write about. Lovely................... Linda
Pours over us in a way that only your work can.Brilliant.Love Duncan
This reads like a song Charlie and a very good one at that. Great theme, rhythm and words. jim