Driftwood

Driftwood,
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Driftwood I burn on my fire tonight,
Driftwood from vessels lost at sea
Love, Falth and Hope missed the beacon light-
As wreckage now they come to me
Driftwood, so rugged and old and gray

Writing in flame heart history
Now at the close of life’s long day
My vessel’s logs are shown to me
Rod and green and violet blue
“Fate” is the word that burns for me:

That was the rock that lost me two-
Hope’s afire far out at sea
-Walter Beverley Crane