Waiting by the bay,
The little boat wondered,
"When will it be my turn? "
So many ships have come,
Yet none were willing to take her on.
As the gusty winds blow,
The little boat bobbed along.
A little wave rolled up,
"What are you waiting for?".
The question seemed poignant.
Swaying from side to side,
The little boat hesitated,
"Am I ready to face the world?"
What about the storms and tidal waves?
The little wave smiled.
"These answers are in your heart!"
With much courage
The little boat sailed towards the open waters
A little voice echoed from afar
"You will never know if you never try"