Loving a Sailor

LOVING A SAILOR

Loving a sailor is a high price to pay,

Loving him truly is hard when he’s away,

It’s being alone with nothing to hold;

It’s being young, but feeling so old;

It’s having him whisper his love for you;

It’s whispering back you love him too.

There come a kiss and a promise for more,

As his ship slowly glides away from the shore;

Reluctantly, painfully, letting him go,

While your insides are drying from wanting him so,

Watching him leave with eyes full of tears,

Standing alone with your hopes, dreams and fears,

It’s sending a letter with the stamp upside down,

To a far-away love in a far-away town,

It’s going to church to kneel and pray,

And really meaning the things you say.

Being in love will foster your dreams,

Of that far-away sailor your mind fairly beams.

Days go by, no mail for a spell,

You wait for some word to hear that he’s well.

Then a letter arrives, and you’re given in,

To open his letter and read it with a grin,

Yes, he is well and misses you so,

And filled with the love you wanted to know.

Weeks are like months, and months are like years;

You wait for the day when you will have no more fears.

Days go by slowly, how many have passed.

Then suddenly you realize it’s here at last.

Yes, loving a sailor is bitterness and fears,

Loneliness, sadness and despondent years,

Loving a sailor isn’t much fun,

But it is worth the price when the battle is won,

And remember he is thinking of you everyday,

He’s sad and he’s lonely while so far away;

So love him and miss him and hold your head high,

Be strong and have faith, wipe that tear from your eye,

Your man’s a seafarer, like that old ancient trader,

It’s a high price you pay for loving a sailor.

LOVING A SAILOR.