GHOSTING HOME
... She that comes like a queen to quiet in Plymouth Sound, Set to her royals, knew the gale by night, Wrath of the sea, wind like a tearing hound, Unbitted fury raging in The Bight. Only we that have wandered, we that have felt the wind Can know the happiness of making home Only the storm -swept have the joy to find To what deep peace a wandered ship may come. A. M. HARBORD ...