The Ferry Boat and the Passenger I am a ferry boat. You're my passenger. you treat on me with muddy feet. I cross the river, hugging you in my arms. When you are in my arms, I do not care Whether the river is deep, shallow or rapid. If you do not come, I wait for you from morning till night, Exposed to winds and wet with snow or rain. Once you reach the other bank, You go away without looking back. But I know you will come back some day. So I grow old, waiting for you day and night. I am a ferry boat. You're my passenger.                                                             Yong-Woon Han * Home * Profile * Life's Delights * Pictures * Journal * Wisdom * * Faith * Arts & Lit * Books * Korean Food * Recipes * Links * "The artist is nothing without the gift, but the gift is nothing without work." Emile Zola