The Ships Of Memory

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Title:     The Ships Of Memory
Author: Frank Oliver Call [More Titles by Call]

The silent ships of memory creep
Across the seas of long ago;
Like phantoms, on a tideless deep,
Their pale prows wander to and fro.

Some bear the dreams of happy years
Or bring a cargo all of gold;
Some bear a freight of useless tears,
For love and sorrow long untold.

And each man takes the proffered dower
For golden grain or bitter loss;
O, happy he that hath the power
To take the gold and leave the dross.

[The end]
Frank Oliver Call's poem: Ships Of Memory

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