Poetry of Kansas

The Ship O' Dreams

I built a little ship o' dreams,
    As trim as trim could be;
And under most auspicious skies
    I sent it out to sea,
And I wondered if fair winds or foul
    Would bring it back to me.
I watched the ships put out from port
    And many a shining spar
Drifted beyond the harbor lights,
    Across the safe home-bar,
Until the last white sail went down
    Beyond the farthest star.
Full many a ship came back to port,
    As friendly winds incline;
And some bore sorry, drooping masts,
    And some rode straight and fine;
Some came with torn and tattered sails,
    But nevermore came mine.
My gallant little ship o' dreams,
    I watch no more for you,
When all the other ships come home
    Through waters gray or blue.
The happiest crafts sometimes are those
    That never weather through!

The Call of Kansas and Other Poems
Esther M. (Clark) Hill
(Cedar Rapids: Torch Press. __)
Page 50

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