When the world sleeps in the bed so cozy
When it appears to others as so adventurous and rosy
Ask the Sailor’s family how they miss and feel,
For them is it so romantic or is it a bit tough deal
Just ask the little kid who misses his Dad
He would exchange him even for the best toy he had
Just see the young gal who goes to the room to cry
Even as she appears jovial and best does she try
Yet there is a hidden blessing even with such tinge
For there is a solid platform which acts as a hinge
For after a long lonely voyage when the sailor comes back
The bonds are even further strengthened, never do they go slack
For joy and sadness go hand in hand for such is the way of life
So next time you see a charming girl, who is a sailor’s wife
Just realize it is not a bed of roses but there is lot of sacrifice
Yet it’s a pride to be at high seas even with all its virtue and vice
Mariner's Family,