"Why?" I asked when I saw her lying amid tall grasses and wild saplings.
A boat is either a faithful employee as it searches the oceans for fish to sustain a fisherman's livelihood or a friend to spend time with, as laughing on the open waters, feeling the breeze upon our faces, she takes us where we wish to go.
Neglected, she now lies with her hull exposed, broken, unpainted and uncared for. She appears to have lain there for many years and is now beyond the point of repair. She died here but her remains have been left to rot, exposed to the harsh elements with no care for the loyalty of her youth.
Whether a faithful employee or as a good friend; both deserved better than this.
Monday, April 6, 2009
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