Poems (White)/A Sailor's Wife
A SAILOR'S WIFE
The wind is raging—storm at sea! And Jim is out upon the deep. The waves are lashing—'tis hard to be A sailor's wife—such watch to keep!
All night I've waited on the beach. The lightning shows the foam on wave. A hope I had: some news might reach, Life-boats would go their lives to save.
I fell asleep and dreamed that how My Jim was laid beside me—dead! I wakened with a start,—for thou, Bright sun, was shining on my head.
The rippling waves had gone to sleep; A man lay still upon the sands; The waves were calm upon the deep,—But I was wringing both my hands.