Sailing the little boats, I found something.
A thing which is unique, from everything.
A joy, a hope and a satisfaction,
Which can never be found, in anything.
A joy which gives, a better feeling.
For me it will, be everlasting.
A hope which gives consolation,
To every dream, which is upcoming.
The boat for me, is still sailing.
Though I have reached, an old ageing.
The boat will give delectation,
To young and old and every being.
Sailing the little boats, I found something.
A thing which is unique, from everything.