She was called into port one fall evening,
Maintenance needed after long voyages,
Fine adjustments to the keel and her rudder,
A new rope and some stitches of sails.
Her tall mast, roomy hall, were eye-catching,
She was famous for braving high seas,
Crossing storms as if flat surface sailing,
All while hauling great loads with a breeze.
This great vessel exudes special allure,
You would know if you wandered its halls,
Learning stories of high-seas adventures,
Long tours traveled with sextant and wheel.
Once north wind came to shore, she departed,
Without fanfare or teary farewell,
I could see her white sails on horizon,
Pointing east as the wing blew them full.
Steady keel, mighty ship, and safe sailings,
May this voyage be long, jubilant,
Bring back flavors exotic, far places,
When your journey returns you to port.
I can measure time by days, weeks, and months,
,לְמִלְחָמוֹת יֵשׁ רֵיחַ שֶׁל טַחַב
,בַּחֲלוֹמוֹתַי הָרְדוּפִים
Love is an egg,
.הַבּוֹקֶר הֶחְלַטְתִּי לְהִתְקַשֵּׁר לְאַבָּא שֶׁלִּי
A thought about a friend,
How do you think we would act,
,בִּצְעִירוּתִי
First name, last name,