WhitSundays, Australia

Fourteen years ago
 She sailed away.
 New found land
 In her Canadian way.
Cities, outbacks and
 dingoes called.
 Oceans, islands and
 ships too tall.
Blues, hues in
 journeys grasp.
 Anchors and tides,
 Her adventures rasp.
Fourteen years ago
 She sailed away
 New found land
 as natures way.