Ships slide
And collide
At night when the tide
Is high.
I
Have been left high
And dry
When the tide is gone.
Ships sail on
And I will find sport
At a different port
And ride
The tide
Again
Though it cause me pain.
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K Morris - Poet 
I like this, Kevin, it is very true to life.
Thank you, Robbie.