Grandfather's Adventures

When I was just a lad, I went to sea
On the full-blown sails of my fantasy.
I travelled to far isles of mystery
And saw sights that few other ever see.

My ship was powered by a serpent's puff
And my hold was full of all I could stuff.
I adventured in calm weather or rough,
Endlessly searching -- I couldn't get emough.

My stories you might find a bit too strange
And you may think the facts I rearrange.
But despite your protests, I will not change
My memories of that wonder-filled range.

Now, if you'll stay still for a tale of mine
And close your eyes as abed you recline,
I'll take you with me o'er that ancient brine
To a place where truths and dreams intertwine.