Tuesday, May 13, 2014
It’s a beautiful day for sailing,
The seagulls look red in the sky.
A gentle breeze unfurls the sails
Like wings preparing to fly.
The hull skims over the white caps
A smooth magic carpet ride…
Faces tingle from ocean spray,
Spinnakers billow against the tide.
A sporting few Dall’s Porpoise
Race us against the bow;
Sometimes life offers nothing,
Better than the here and now.