Please cite all poem references: “Excerpt from ‘Suzie Bitner Was Afraid of the Drain’ by Barbara Vance.” Thank you!


We’re setting off
Inside our skiff
To skirr the ocean vast,
To raise the sail
And let the wind Balloon it from the mast.
We’ll chase the waves And cut them till
They froth a foamy white;
We’ll ride the current till
The craggy shore
Is out of sight.
Then when the sun
Is overhead,
Across the deck we’ll lie; And lift our feet
Up in the air
And walk the endless sky.

Excerpt from the poetry collection “Suzie Bitner Was Afraid of the Drain”

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