My Sonny Sun Replied Poem by me poet yeps poet

I sail away
following your ship
as it goes
in search of you
my love

hope to find
all of them who love you
ppme true

ere the sun does finally
that's me set
as by then you may be
below the fathoms
of the oceans
that on Earth be

becoming bereft of me
let my oarsmen
make haste
since we have
no time to waste

the sun
you see
that is me
am about to set

storms threaten too
how will my lover
without me
the sunny son do

I wonder too
won't you