Old boat
Cobscook Bay, Maine
Old boat
so close to the sea,
do you daydream
about being afloat? Or,
dancing atop the waves with the wind?
Daydreams also come to me
with my long child hair
afloat on the wind; remembering
fearlessly pedaling at breakneck speed,
sprinting joyfully with little care,
or perched like a bird
high up in a tree.
Old boat,
the roaring wind
keeps our daydreams afloat.
We have some good things
to remember you and me,
don’t you agree?
Many happy memories at the ocean thanks for bring me back …
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love this interpretation!
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Thank you! 🙂
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Excellent!
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The photo and poem are amazing together. Super job!
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Thank you! I
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