Another gem from Dad
THE ICY FLOE June 2008
There are stories told by those who know
Of Northern Tribes from long ago,
When life of use was finally o’er
Were taken to the Oceans Shore
And on a floating Ice Floe cast
To dream of glory days now past,
Then set upon the Raging Sea
To end their life in Harmony.
At times I feel that I’m the One
Whose time of use is surely done,
Now ‘tis time for me to go
Embark upon that Icy Floe,
And spend my time upon the Sea
To meet my Final Destiny.