The sun rose slow today and paused at
the hour
When we gathered our living to the
waterline cower.
The echoing ignition of the bolt and
barrel rang
As the roll call paused for a voice
that never sang.
The trumpet wailed as eyes began to
swoll,
Knowing soon the sea will hold the
greatest soul.
The Sailors made their ready as the
ship began to still.
They lifted you with ease as you were
carried past the sill.
The sea began to leap when she saw you
coming near
As the gate began to lower, her howl
all could hear.
We held our breath in awe as we gave a
last salute.
Laid to rest at sea, our final gift to
you.
