Three Ships
They bring us blessing as they arrive at our shaw

Three Ships
Three ships sailed in, their sails held high,
Hope, Faith, and Charity under the sky.
They brought no treasure, no jewels, no gold,
But gifts far greater, timeless and bold.
Hope came first, with its radiant light,
Guiding through storms, through the darkest night.
It whispered softly, “Hold fast, stay true,
For brighter days will come to you.”
Then Faith appeared, steady and strong,
A compass for hearts when the path felt wrong.
It promised, “Believe, and you shall see,
The power within to set you free.”
Last came Charity, gentle and kind,
A balm for the weary, the broken mind.
It shared its warmth, its tender grace,
Healing the world, embracing each face.
Three ships sailed on, to every shore,
Bearing gifts that last forevermore.
Hope, Faith, and Charity, steadfast and free,
Anchored in hearts for eternity.
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️



Comments (3)
To me this could be a true sailor's poem. Good work.
Better Faith, Hope, & Charity than Nina , Pinta, Santa Maria … 🤗 A lovely poem Marie.
This is beautiful!