AN EAVESDROP BEHIND THE WINDOW

Soon the clock will tick
And it will be another day
Without a sound of her or sleep;

Like a rescuer on a sinking ship
My life, to gladly lose
Their lives, to mournfully save.

Slowly we sail the seas
Each step a solid step
The top, to build and reach.

Experience that takes away time
Might pay not but will stay
Over your raging storm to smile.

Send a perforated hand of a brother
And would not return whatever has lain
If not disgrace and an end to all relations.