I, A wrecked shore

Met have you many sailor in your harbour,
sometimes you might have many reason to know them more.
Some might have mapped your bay with their goods in exchange for some pay.
And some might have remained more than a day.
And some have come only to go without  anything to say.

Don't we all have regrets of some old acquaint,
But visited have thou, a wrecked shore,
And Unaware you became its light,
Became you afraid that your depart might bring them a hurtful sight, so you kept a close distant within a close ride.

Don't feel any bound, you have come to my land only to lead farther. And Bid I thee a farewell with a heartily sound.  T.r