Can Words Convey

Arms spread wide
In a giving ark
Building the foundations
For the boat
That is soon to leave
The harbor of the nest
 .
Mouth of the boat
Opens
In a dusty release
Dry and parched
Squeaking
A thanks
Is that all?
 .
When the boat closes
A flow of water
Pulls it out
Into the sea
While it tries to concoct
A better way
To say
Thank you
 .
Words cannot convey
The gratitude
To this woman
This builder of
Great ships
And the ark’s
Only offering
Is set off to sea
In the hope
It will one day
Reach her ears

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