Cruse’n on the East coast bay
One by one Rollin’ in today.
Some wished they knew their way
Other’s are seasoned with Ole Bay.
Steaming in today’s hot sun
Resting until their evening’s done.
Many miles they’ve roamed
Some, call this dock their home.
Living here, resting my bones
Loneliness has left me alone
Two thousand miles I’ve roamed
To the East Coast Bay, my home.
Deborah Ann Tornillo