Mothers have woven a black velvet ocean
And spread it between the night and day shores
So that chlidren might sleep,
gently rocked by the motion
Of waves beneath boats built by fathers like yours
With you safe aboard by the shore we will linger
And watch as your breathing it fills up the sail
you lossen the moorings...
your grip on our finger
And leave on the velvet a silvery trail
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