Saturday visit to the marina
was a lovely reminder of yesterdays.
We were greeted with handsome crafts display.
Each tide's rise and fall lulled these
crafts like little babes in their cradles.
Ah, finally...a familiar boat came to sight...
"Bitter -Sweet" was contentedly in the slip
awaiting her loyal friends from its past.
Your twinkling eyes like harbor lights
hid under the brim of your hat.
The cap's bill was still adorned
with favorite fish hook
you claimed "lucky" all those years.
So, we board the craft
and I saw how you handled her with pride.
You maneuvered her with ease
because it was so much better when the tide is high.
I felt the gentle ebb as we cruised the bay
towards the blue horizon and peaceful sight
surrounded us as we anchored the boat amidst clear water...
There, you sat with your fishing pole
as you patiently waited the catch of the day.
I watched your contentment...
That was a picture-perfect happiness!
was a lovely reminder of yesterdays.
We were greeted with handsome crafts display.
Each tide's rise and fall lulled these
crafts like little babes in their cradles.
Ah, finally...a familiar boat came to sight...
"Bitter -Sweet" was contentedly in the slip
awaiting her loyal friends from its past.
Your twinkling eyes like harbor lights
hid under the brim of your hat.
The cap's bill was still adorned
with favorite fish hook
you claimed "lucky" all those years.
So, we board the craft
and I saw how you handled her with pride.
You maneuvered her with ease
because it was so much better when the tide is high.
I felt the gentle ebb as we cruised the bay
towards the blue horizon and peaceful sight
surrounded us as we anchored the boat amidst clear water...
There, you sat with your fishing pole
as you patiently waited the catch of the day.
I watched your contentment...
That was a picture-perfect happiness!
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