The ripples on the water
Interfering on the surface and
Casting shadows down below
Patterns dancing on the dark sand

A chocolate lab yelps his glee
Paddling toward the driftwood
He doesn't understand the fetch game, see...
But he sees that running's good

He excitedly romps with his sister, the yellow,
As he drops his stick,
And she grabs it
...From where he left it on the sand
Delivering it quickly to their owner's hand

Swans survey and skirt the scene
Staying just out of reach
Teasing these canine swimmers

And the surface, as it shimmers,
Flashing sun into these eyes
Triggers a series of sneezes

And the breeze is cool
And the day is hot

And I think of you there
A lot