STROG

Time for us to cross
From New World into Old,
Where waters flow both ways,
And weather is warm yet cold.

Leaving the Atlantic,
Sailing into the Med,
The cruise is almost finished.
At least we’ve been well-fed.

It’s been an Epic journey,
From Florida to Spain.
Time to find our land legs,
There are no hours left to gain.

No, hours to lose.
We’re going Eastbound.
I need a drink.

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