Wednesday, January 31, 2018

Poem: Anchored

Anchored
Our anchors too big for our ship,
So we are sitting here trying to think.
If we leave it behind we’ll be lost.
If we haul it on board, we will sink.
If we sit and keep talking about it,
It will soon be too late for our trip.
It sure can be rough on a sailor
When the anchors too big for the ship.

by Shel Silverstein

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