I should not have sailed out
Taking the boat and you
At the end of that storm,
The waves rolled huge
And the wind was stiffer
Than I expected. I called you
Aft to take the tiller
While I shortened sail, the
Wind gale-force, forgetting
Out life preservers, trusting
In the beauty of the day,
The greater wind having moved
Further away leaving
Us in its lee.
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