The Grey Havens - A self-written poem...
and a grey figure stands alone.
Two ponies walk sadly up,
accepting the truth
Life that was happy and carefree was no more.
One was leaving forever,
Never to be seen again.
'But don't worry,'says he. 'Your time to will come.'
The other nods sadly, wishing it did not come to this.
He sits on his faithfull Bill,
as a tear rolls down his cheek.
He watches as the ship sails away...
But to where?