Cameron Tayor

Griefs Vessel

Lead by you 
Like a warm breeze 
Steadfast and comforting 
Carrying the vessel
Twards a sured joy. 
Though trees wavered 
You did not 
You were favoured 
By this mottly lot. 
Though you’re now afar
And we’re not carried by you 
We remain strong 
As your chosen crew. 
As we row and tire 
We’ll miss you more
But your presence made space
For us to build the ores