Baltimore

She left her heart in Baltimore.
The raven screamed out, Nevermore!
The future came rapping at her door,
As she searched for something more.

The grace of seraphim lit her eyes,
Came bounding towards those lonely cries,
Lifted her up toward blessed skies -
Saved her ship; it would not capsize.

This sea breeze set her soul to flame,
Carried her throughout long days.
Supported wings with endless praise,
And eased her into skies once gray.

This strong and powerful wind blew,
Left her heart beating anew.
Reminded her of what is true:
Love mans this ship - an astute crew.