Six months of waves, of wind and rain,
Of sun-kissed decks, and endless pain,
The call of sea, a siren's song,
Now fades away, as home comes strong.

The anchor drops, the voyage ends,
A weary heart, with joy transcends,
The seafarer's eyes, with tears aglow,
As loved ones wait, on the dock below.

The gangway's down, the moment's here,
To reunite, to banish all fear,
Embracing arms, a warm caress,
A love so strong, it soothes the mess.

The salty scent, of ocean air,
Fades to perfume, of loving care,
The creaking ship, now still and quiet,
As a gentle voice, whispers "you're home, my heart is riot".

The world may be vast, the seas so wide,
But home is where, the heart resides,
Six months of dreams, of endless blue,
Now anchor in, a love that's true.

So let the seafarer, rest and unwind,
For home is where, the heart and love entwine.