Whatever may cometh,
You carry on, oh sailor!
Whatever you may lose,
Move on, oh dear sailor!
Oh, I swear by myself,
And I do not utter lies.
Carry the memories along,
To the umpteenth furlong.
May them be good or bad,
Just prize it what you had.
Oh, I swear by myself,
And I do not utter lies.
Howsoever may be the day,
You have to move on today.
What you'll get in your life,
You'll play the relaxed fife.
Oh I swear by myself,
And I do not utter lies.
Whatever may cometh,
You carry on, oh sailor!
Whatever you may lose,
Move on, oh dear sailor!
My HP Poem #1504
©Atul Kaushal