Sailor Come Home Poem by Tom Billsborough

Sailor Come Home

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I heard a lyre a plucking
Upon a distant shore
A song was borne along the breeze
It lasted ever more.
It was a song of Sappho
To call her brother home,
Who was a merchant sailor
And was inclined to roam
To many a distant shore.

Saturday, June 18, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: music
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 20 May 2017

Freeze! ! Alone the breeze. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Tom Billsborough

Tom Billsborough

Preston Lancashire England
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