It was a flight of fancy
An unplanned evening sail
The skies had been so stormy
But tonight the moon was pale
I started my journey
For I could see no harm
But in a flash I found that I
Was in the eye of the storm
There was no way of running
And no place to hide
My tiny little ship was tossed
About from side to side
And then from out of nowhere
With a heart so kind and warm
You helped to right my vessel
And helped me to weather the storm
I was just passing a moment
But I'll remember till the end
For our hands touched in passing
And you become my friend.
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