Ships in the night

Was our love passion or plight?

Or our love a passing in the night?

Was our love wrong or right?

Or our love just dynamite,

Misunderstanding abandoning,

Relationship notwithstanding,

Or was I too commanding,

When baby was so demanding,

Lonely life on memories plight,

Or was it the ships of the passing night?

And your ideas of my invites,

That left me with my only right,

Different ships on different paths,

Glances chances but only finances,

When love was all and all romances,

Was left behind to circumstances,

Distant memories of life’s regrets,

Passing years of long upsets,

Thinking of the night we met,

The could have but never yet,

Passing by and lonely cries,

Looking at my children’s eyes,

Seeing through and seeing you,

That left my sadness as it grew,

Ships have passed they’ve lost their way,

Living life for another day,

Wondering what will be will be,

If your ship would sail to me,

Crossing paths upon the seas,

Passing ships not meant to be,

Ocean depths passed by me,

Cruising by my long maybe,

Will one day you stop and see,

Turn around your sails for me,

Homeward bound across the sea,

Into the arms of my destiny,

Homeward bound ships at sea.

Wendy Jae