In Harbour Grace there is a boat, that's moored for all to see<br /> The SS Kyle; a Labrador service, a ship in history<br /> The seaman's ghost; nar to sink, sits on display for all<br /> The adventurous life it once did live and some folks still recall<br /> You could tell it was her from the shore, from the billowy smoky stack<br /> As the burners burned deep within, she made her way on track<br /> There's many a story, that's told for sure and one I know too well<br /> My Great Aunt Cis worked on that boat, the stories she did tell.<br /> From the foggy banks of Newfoundland to the coast of Labrador<br /> She had her load of freight and mail, for the folks who lived on shore<br /> The life it carried, the times they had, still remain in some today<br /> Ex passengers are getting older now, and stories get lost along the way<br /> To look at the Kyle as it sits there today, echoes from the past<br /> You wonder what stories are locked within, and if many of them will last<br /> The ship once full of life, sits there now but alone<br /> To whisper a past, rich and full, making the harbour her home<br />   Submitted By: Melanie Bates