We’re sailing on a ship of souls,
To eternity news, today, tomorrow,
What future can humanity bring?
God and time take care of everything,
Futile negative chaff and chatter,
In one hundred years, what shall it matter?
Our journey continues, it must,
We’re all souls of stardust,
Beloved spirits spinning aloft
In hope, clear sailing ahead for the lot………..
Baby Boomer Scribblings. 