Will you remain with us, Scandies Rose? we'll always be your rugged salty crew, chapped by the ocean's kiss. You were our mainstay and our vessel, you went down the depths with us. The sea with her surface of blue glass, of swells, of tempests- Our sweet Rose, twenty foot seas and icing, forty mph winds, you were listing on your starboard side. Now the oceanic beauty has our bodies in her tidal bosom. The sun gifts the brine golden, yet, there was never a promise to return to a misty welcoming harbor. Neath eve stars, our wives awakening from dreams without rest. Our children's faces stream w