Elle

The gale it crashed upon the ship It cracked the mast drawing swear from lip Waves did surge across the decks Men clung to the lines Yet were overboard swept The sails lashed against her sides Hope for the crew that moment did die They fired the guns off one by one Raised their cries And prayed for the sun Yet still they fell into the sea With naught left but their dignity The morning came The sun arose Awakened from its long repose Its golden rays then downward shone Upon the wreckage of the ship Unknown