By: Garland Davis
Once more on the far Pacific Rim is all I’m asking,
Just a feeling I’m again wanting to know,
It’s a time and place where my memory is walking,
It’s that world where I’m longing to go.
How I loved the old ships that plied those waters,
How they make this old heart remember with joy,
They’re the light in an ocean of darkness,
That surrounded all my years as a boy.
Now I know all the sadness of the sailor,
Who has gone far from his home on the waves,
Who regrettably knows he can never return there,
For the ships of his youth lie in their watery graves.
How I wish my spirit could ever wander,
In those ships and seas that were first and last,
In my memory of things I cherish,
Let me live with the sea and ships of my past.
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A native of North Carolina, Garland Davis has lived in Hawaii since 1987. He always had a penchant for writing but did not seriously pursue it until recently. He is a graduate of Hawaii Pacific University, where he majored in Business Management. Garland is a thirty-year Navy retiree and service-connected Disabled Veteran.